I give you thanks in all you bring,
you are God who made everything.
I know that my disappointments,
are a calling for blessed appointments.
It is when things don't go well,
will reveal to you what my heart will tell.
My weakness is in your strength,
I wlll react gratefully at any length.
Counting it all Joy in my circumstance,
that mourning will become a dance.
What will it take for you to see,
It is about Him , not you or me.
No negative thought can come to mind,
If you accept He is there all the time.
Thank Him in everything good and bad,
recall all the times He made you glad.
Thank you Lord for loving me a lot,
it's not what I want but what I got.
A contest entry
- We Gather Together Thanksgiving Contest by Star Shine.
800 points, ended November 28, 2008, 12 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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it is very hard to do,
it is necessary, sometimes good passes us by because we never let go of the bad, if we try to accept the bad and let it go, we will be able to see the blessings.
I do love this, your insight is a blessing
God bless you my friend...
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Wonderful
Very inspirational write. Congratulations on the honorable mention
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This goes right to the source, it is strong and proud without beeing prideful, as we are children of the Creator. The last line is quite powerful, we can find ultimate joy in loving what we have instead of chasing something we think we must have. Well done.
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Wonderfull write
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An upbeat, appreciative take
on counting blessings!!!
M-C
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