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,
tempers are short, and my children are so
loud ... Thank you, Lord, for my family.
There are many who are lonely.
Even though our breakfast table never looks
like the picture 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 often is
monotonous ... Thank you, Lord, for the
opportunity to work. There are many who
have no job.
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.
