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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, thank you, Lord, for my family. There are many who are lonely. 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 our breakfast table never looks like the pictures 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 the routine of my job is often 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. Author Unknown |
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Written by John W. Peterson OCOI Studios Multimedia Presentations: Family Systems Analyst 16-46689 First Ave: bneufeld@uniserve.com Xhilliwhack, British Columbia V2P 1X5 |
“The world is a dangerous place, not because of those who do evil,
but because of those who look on and do nothing.”
Albert Einstein
Writing: Author Unknown