I went to church on Sunday. Sitting in the pew, the world silenced around me with only the preacher's words and beautiful music. I love this time to myself. It centers me and grounds me, and isn't faith so humbling? Dr. Doak preached a wonderful sermon, and the part that stuck with me the most was his reading of Helen Steiner Rice's poem, "Thank You God, For Everything."
I'm thankful for so many things this year. My perfect baby, my wonderful husband, my fun son. My sweet family and my home, life, and loved ones' health. Thank you, thank you, a million times thank you. Aren't we lucky?
Thank you, God, for everything,
The big things and the small.
For "every good gift comes from God"...
The giver of them all.
And all too often we accept, without any thanks or praise,
The gifts God sends as blessings, each day in many ways.
And so at this Thanksgiving Time, we offer up a prayer...
To thank you, God, for giving us a lot more than our share.
First, thank you for the little things
That often come our way,
The things we take for granted
But don't mention when we pray,
The unexpected courtesy, the thoughtful, kindly deed,
A hand reached out to help us in the time of sudden need.
Oh, make us more aware, dear God, of little daily graces
That come to us with "sweet surprise"
From never-dreamed-of places.
Then, thank you for the "Miracles"
We are much too blind to see,
And give us new awareness of our many gifts from Thee,
And help us to remember that the Key of Life and Living
Is to make each prayer a Prayer of Thanks
And every day Thanksgiving.
*photo courtesy of Logan Potterf