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Everyday
Thanksgiving
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Even though I clutch my blanket and growl
When the alarm rings each
morning,
Thank you, Lord, that I can
hear.
There are many who are deaf.
Even though I keep my eyes
tightly closed
Against the morning light
as long as possible,
Thank you, Lord, that I can
see.
There are many who are blind.
Even though I huddle in my
bed
And put off the effort of
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 short,
Thank you, Lord, for my family.
There are many who are lonely.
Even though our breakfast
table never looks like
The pictures in the 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.
Even though I grumble and
bemoan my fate from day to
day
And wish my circumstances
were not so modest,
Thank you, Lord, for the gift
of life."
Author Unknown
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