Thank You for...Just Thank You

Father God, thank you for this day. Thank you...just thank you.

I am sitting here listening to my kids breathing in their bedrooms, and I don't even know how to describe the joy and contentment that sound brings.

I am listening to the whishing of the dishwasher on the other end of the house, and I am thankful for the ease of life you have given me.

I hear the wind whistling outside with a windchill in the teens or lower, and I am sitting her in warm sweats and fuzzy slippers in a warm house, and I wonder sometimes why I have been given lavish gifts like this when there are poeple on the street who may not make it through the night. I don't deserve it more, but I am deeply grateful for your kindness, maybe because I realize I don't deserve it.

The fact is I don't deserve the life I have. I'm no better than anyone else, and yet, you are gravious and kind.

Beside me are shelves of books. Many of them I have read. More are on my agenda to read. The abilitiy to read is a blessing. It is a gift.

My life, not just my being alive, but the pieces that make up my life are a gift.

Clean water

My ability to walk

My ability to communicate

My friends

My ability to attend services that honor you

My ability to give the knowledge and wisdom you have given me to others

My hobbies

My strengths

My weaknesses

The cup of coffee I enjoy each morning

Lord, I could go on and on, but the truth is even if I listed every minute thing in my life that makes up my life...it is the life it all makes that leaves me humbled and grateful before you this morning. My life--the whole of it--is a lavish gift, and I am so deeply grateful for it.

Thank you, Lord.

Jerri