I saw this poem in our church bulletin this week, and I thought it reflected how we moms have all felt at one time or another (or much more often!). Yet, it also reminds us that there is always a reason to give thanks! So I’d like to share it with you during this week when our focus turns toward sharing gratitude.

Even though I clutch my blanket and growl
when the alarm rings each morning,
Thank you Lord, that I can hear –
There are those who are deaf.

Even though I keep my eyes tightly closed
against the morning lights as long as possible,
Thank you Lord, that I can see –
There are those who are blind.

Even though I huddle in my bed
and put off the physical effort of rising,
Thank you Lord, that I have the strength to rise –
There are many who are bedfast.

Even though the first hour of my day is hectic
when socks are lost, toast is burned
And tempers are short,
Thank you Lord, for my family –
There are many who are lonely.

Even though our breakfast table never looks like
the pictures in the ladies magazines
and the menu is at times unbalanced,
Thank you, Lord, for the food we have –
There are many who are hungry.

Even though the routine
of my job is often monotonous,
Thank you Lord, for the opportunity to work –
There are many who have no work.

Even though I grumble and bemoan
my fate from day to day
and wish my modest circumstances
were not quite so modest…
I thank you Lord, for the gift of Life!