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For this I am thankful,

I am thankful for not having every desire already satisfied,

What would I look forward to, if I did?

I am thankful for the difficult times,

I have grown mostly during these stretches.

I am thankful for all my limitations,

Because they give me opportunities for improvement.

I am thankful every new day and its challenges,

With each of these I have built on my strength and character.

I am thankful for my mistakes,

For they are responsible for teaching me valuable lessons.

I am thankful when I am tired and weary,

Because it means I have made a difference.

I am thankful for understanding,

That it is easy to by thankful for good things,

But a life of rich fulfillment comes to those who

Are also thankful for the setbacks.

Finding a way to be thankful for your troubles,

Turning them into your blessings.

A Moment Acknowledged

two substantial little’s

a pair just for me

several quiet moments

a calm cup of tea

shared words of God

nimble wandering free…

Your Days Are Numbered… Make Them Count.

The Holy Bible: King James Version. 2000.
The Psalms
90

God’s Eternity and Man’s Transitoriness
A Prayer of Moses the man of God.

1 LORD, thou hast been our dwelling place in all generations.

2 Before the mountains were brought forth,
or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world,
even from everlasting to everlasting, thou art God.

3 Thou turnest man to destruction;
and sayest, Return, ye children of men.

4 For a thousand years in thy sight
are but as yesterday when it is past, 2 Pet. 3.8
and as a watch in the night.
5 Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep:
in the morning they are like grass which groweth up.

6 In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up;
in the evening it is cut down, and withereth.

7 For we are consumed by thine anger,
and by thy wrath are we troubled.

8 Thou hast set our iniquities before thee,
our secret sins in the light of thy countenance.

9 For all our days are passed away in thy wrath:
we spend our years as a tale that is told.

10 The days of our years are threescore years and ten;
and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years,
yet is their strength labor and sorrow;
for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.

11 Who knoweth the power of thine anger?
Even according to thy fear, so is thy wrath.

12 So teach us to number our days,
that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.

13 Return, O LORD, how long?
And let it repent thee concerning thy servants.

14 O satisfy us early with thy mercy;
that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.

15 Make us glad according to the days wherein thou hast afflicted us,
and the years wherein we have seen evil.

16 Let thy work appear unto thy servants,
and thy glory unto their children.

17 And let the beauty of the LORD our God be upon us:
and establish thou the work of our hands upon us;
yea, the work of our hands establish thou it.

 

Mislaid Liberty

Just another stumbling block…

frantically running

deep obstacles disguised

whispers, fear creeping

Words

Revel in each moment,

Receive each word

As the rising sun caresses,

Warmth penetrating,

Blooming hearts,

Such splendour,

Wonder of thoughts.

Drowning exhaustion,

For such a rose,

Finding beauty,

Behind guarding thorns.

Reminiscent of dawn,

My favorite yellow rays,

And sun kissed buds,

A crisp breath awaits you.

 

FOR TP

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