Thank You, Lord, For Your Blessings On Me

 

I've a roof up above me

I've a good place to sleep

There's food on my table

And shoes on my feet

You gave me your love, Lord

And a fine family.

Thank You, Lord

For your blessings on me.

...there's a verse or two to this song that I don't remember

I think someone wrote, "A good cup of coffee"

and a good place to sleep.

I think I like that.

I think a good cup of coffee would make even a tent

feel like home.

Sometimes the most simple pleasures

are the greatest blessings.

Today I'm thankful for peace-

peace that comes from quiet trust and rest.

I know grief beyond words

and what some writers call,

"The dark night of the soul,"

Today I know peace

and for that

I am thankful.

I hope I've turned a corner.

I'm learning to let go-

to say no

and for once to just "be"

rather than "do."

The process has not been easy-

but necessary.

Because until I've let it hold me and not let me go

until I've faced the terrors that have haunted my soul

and help me captive-

only then have I found the courage to let go.

And in my letting go,

I am truly free.

I found this canvas art

 

 

It is as close to our family as you can get.

 

Only a little different...

 

We laugh a lot...

when the children are home.

 

Been laughing alot the last few days...