Thanksgiving

Last Thanksgiving was a difficult day as I was asked to give thanks in the midst of heartache, and even give thanks for the trials themselves... Now so much has changed in the year since - I have been blessed beyond my wildest dreams! I have so much to be thankful for!

Thanksgiving

My memories build a faded portrait
Of shadowed valleys, life at night,
When gratitude became a choice
Because my pain had dimmed my sight,

But that depression has opened to
A sunlight field with butterflies,
Where counting blessings is as hard
As measuring the width of sky…

Here in the field the pain’s forgotten;
I dance with joy for all God’s done,
I thank Him for each blade of grass
And for delicious drops of sun!