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 and tempers are short,
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 pictures
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!