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EVERYDAY IS THANKSGIVING
Even though
I clutch my blanket and growl when the alarm rings, thank
you, Lord,
that I can hear.
There are many who
are deaf.
Even though
I keep my eyes closed against the morning light as long as
possible, thank you,
Lord, that I can see.
Many are blind.
Even though
I huddle in my bed and put off rising, thank you Lord, that
I have the strength
to rise.
There are
many who are bedridden.
Even though
the first hour of my day is hectic, when socks are lost,
toast is burned and
tempers are short, my children are so loud thankyou,
Lord, for my family.
There are many who
are lonely.
Even though
our breakfast table never looks like the pictures in
magazines and the
menu is at times unbalanced, thank you, Lord, for the
food we have.
There are many
who are hungry.
Even though
the routine of my job is often monotonous, thank you, Lord,
for the opportunity
to work.
There are
many who have no job.
Thank you, Lord for
the friends and special times that touch my life in
so many ways.
There are many who
are not so lucky.
Even though
I grumble and bemoan my fate from day to day and wish my
circumstances were
not so modest, thank you, Lord, for life.
written by unknown author
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