going home

I am thankful:
For the taxes I pay because it means I am employed.

For the mess to clean after a party because it means I have been surrounded by friends.

For the clothes that fit a little to snug because it means I have enough to eat.

For my shadow that watches me work because it means i am out in the sunshine.

For windows that need cleaning and dust to be wiped because it means I have a home.

For the parking spot that daddy finds at the end of the parking lot because it means we are capable of walking and have been blessed with transportation.

For the pile of laundry and ironing because it means I have clothes to wear.

For weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day because it means I have been capable of working hard.

For the alarm that goes off in the early morning because it means I am alive.

For hands and feet to work because it means I'm given an opportunity to extend a helping hand.

For weaknesses and flaws in myself because only then I'll be humbled.

For facing crisis in life because only then I'll learn lessons of obedience and relinquishment.

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