Prayers of thanks come easy in a delivery room with a new baby in your arms, with family and freinds all around , at a party or a camp fire, hiking and seeing nature's splendor, when we're healthy, gainfully employed, well fed and free. These are great moments in life indeed, times to savour and count as blessings in abundance.
As great as the blessings in life are, like children being called in from recess, the learning, the growth and the character of a person usually are taught from the experience, hard work and even grief of life's classroom
We should be thankful not only for our obvious personal blessings but also for the right to sympathize,to understand,to help, to trust, to struggle, to aspire and to see the miracles and wonders in the people around us in spite of the constant flow of negative media .
Maybe good news doesn't sell because theres so much of it. Maybe, it's lost it's value.
And when times are unbearable perhaps in our pain and grief we take our eyes off Jesus and miss our most important lessons. The hardest yet most rewarding ones. The one's we don't feel at all thankful for at the time.
A Song of Thanksgiving
Thank God I can rejoice
In human things--the multitudes glad voice
The street's warm surge beneath the city light,
The rush of hurrying faces on my sight,
The million celled emotion in the press
That would their human fellowship confess.
Thank Thee because I may my brother feed,
That Thou has opened me unto his need,
Kept me from being callous, cold and blind,
Taught me the melody of being kind.
Thus, for my own and my brothers sake--
Thank thee I am awake!
Thank Thee that I can trust!
That though a thousand times I feel the thrust
Of faith betrayed,I still have faith in man,
Believe him pure and good since time began--
Thy child forever, though he may forget
The perfect mould in which his soul is set.
Thank Thee that when love dies, fresh love springs up,
New wonders pour from heaven's cup.
Young to my soul the ancient need returns,
Immortal in my heart the ardor burns;
My altar fires replenished from above--
Thank Thee that I can love!
Thank Thee that I can hear,
Finely and keenly with the inner ear,
Below the rush and clamor of a throng
The mighty music of the under - song
And when the day has journeyed to its rest,
Lo, as I listen, from the amber west,
Where the great organ lifts its glowing spires,
There sounds the chanting of the unseen choirs.
Thank Thee for the sight that shows the hidden flame
Beneath all breathing, Throbbing things the same,
Thy pulse the pattern of the things to be ...
Thank Thee that I can see!
Thank Thee that I can feel!
That though life's blade be terrible as steel,
My soul is stript and naked to the fang,
I crave the stab of beauty and the pang.
To Be alive
To think,to yearn, to strive,
To suffer torture when the goal is wrong,
To be sent back and fashioned strong
Rejoicing in the lesson taught
By all the good the grim experience wrought;
At last exalting to arrive....
Thank God I am alive!
Angela Morgan
Verse 1: Thanks for humanity-to love your neighbor as yourself
Verse 2: Thanks for the desire to love, trust and forgive others, born in His
image though lost to sin." Thy child forever, though he may forget"
Verse 3: Thanks for giving eye's to see and ears to hear and assurance that
"thy will be done"
Verse 4: Thanks for molding and shaping us through trials and test,and for hope
Job 2:10
"Shall we accept good from God and not trouble"
Romans 5:3,4,5
Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us.
As great as the blessings in life are, like children being called in from recess, the learning, the growth and the character of a person usually are taught from the experience, hard work and even grief of life's classroom
We should be thankful not only for our obvious personal blessings but also for the right to sympathize,to understand,to help, to trust, to struggle, to aspire and to see the miracles and wonders in the people around us in spite of the constant flow of negative media .
Maybe good news doesn't sell because theres so much of it. Maybe, it's lost it's value.
And when times are unbearable perhaps in our pain and grief we take our eyes off Jesus and miss our most important lessons. The hardest yet most rewarding ones. The one's we don't feel at all thankful for at the time.
A Song of Thanksgiving
Thank God I can rejoice
In human things--the multitudes glad voice
The street's warm surge beneath the city light,
The rush of hurrying faces on my sight,
The million celled emotion in the press
That would their human fellowship confess.
Thank Thee because I may my brother feed,
That Thou has opened me unto his need,
Kept me from being callous, cold and blind,
Taught me the melody of being kind.
Thus, for my own and my brothers sake--
Thank thee I am awake!
Thank Thee that I can trust!
That though a thousand times I feel the thrust
Of faith betrayed,I still have faith in man,
Believe him pure and good since time began--
Thy child forever, though he may forget
The perfect mould in which his soul is set.
Thank Thee that when love dies, fresh love springs up,
New wonders pour from heaven's cup.
Young to my soul the ancient need returns,
Immortal in my heart the ardor burns;
My altar fires replenished from above--
Thank Thee that I can love!
Thank Thee that I can hear,
Finely and keenly with the inner ear,
Below the rush and clamor of a throng
The mighty music of the under - song
And when the day has journeyed to its rest,
Lo, as I listen, from the amber west,
Where the great organ lifts its glowing spires,
There sounds the chanting of the unseen choirs.
Thank Thee for the sight that shows the hidden flame
Beneath all breathing, Throbbing things the same,
Thy pulse the pattern of the things to be ...
Thank Thee that I can see!
Thank Thee that I can feel!
That though life's blade be terrible as steel,
My soul is stript and naked to the fang,
I crave the stab of beauty and the pang.
To Be alive
To think,to yearn, to strive,
To suffer torture when the goal is wrong,
To be sent back and fashioned strong
Rejoicing in the lesson taught
By all the good the grim experience wrought;
At last exalting to arrive....
Thank God I am alive!
Angela Morgan
Verse 1: Thanks for humanity-to love your neighbor as yourself
Verse 2: Thanks for the desire to love, trust and forgive others, born in His
image though lost to sin." Thy child forever, though he may forget"
Verse 3: Thanks for giving eye's to see and ears to hear and assurance that
"thy will be done"
Verse 4: Thanks for molding and shaping us through trials and test,and for hope
Job 2:10
"Shall we accept good from God and not trouble"
Romans 5:3,4,5
Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us.
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