Blessings

by Lucy M. Young

My mind is wandering this morning, Lord.
I want to talk to You
But my heart is troubled,
And random thoughts keep interfering
With what I want to say.

But I do want to thank You
For the many blessings You have showered upon me.
I thank you, Lord, that I can see and hear and feel
The beauties of Your world:
The stars and moon by night,
The sun by day;
For gentle showers,
Ripping, tearing thunder storms;
For sheltering trees and lovely fragrant flowers,
The songs of birds.
I thank You also for the love of friends and family,
But most of all for Your forgiving love
That makes it possible
For me to make a new beginning every day.

Whenever I'm depressed, dear Lord,
And nothing seems worthwhile,
I'll think about the many blessings You have given me
And know that I am fortunate indeed.