A Prayer
HE IS RISEN! PRAISE THE LORD! JESUS IS RISEN INDEED!
I was given this prayer a while back. Not all of it applies to me... sometimes, I am one of the many mentioned in some of these...but it's a wonderful reminder, and one which each of us needs from time to time.
"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 to 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 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 pictures in magazines, and the menu is at times unbalanced, thank you, Lord, for the food we have. Many are hungry.
Even though the routine of my job is often monotonous, thank you, Lord, for the op[portunity 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."
I was given this prayer a while back. Not all of it applies to me... sometimes, I am one of the many mentioned in some of these...but it's a wonderful reminder, and one which each of us needs from time to time.
"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 to 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 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 pictures in magazines, and the menu is at times unbalanced, thank you, Lord, for the food we have. Many are hungry.
Even though the routine of my job is often monotonous, thank you, Lord, for the op[portunity 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."