It's funny how God speaks to you in subtle ways. I was in the middle of a self-pity party that was going on full blast and was feeling rather justisfied too UNTIL I came across this poem written by a high school student by the name of Frances Shipp.Talk about putting things into perspective! I was humbled and blessed...Enjoy.
I am thankful for...
· the wife who says it’s hot dogs tonight because she is home with me and not out with someone else.
· the husband who is on the sofa being a couch potato because he is home with me and not out at the bars.
· the teenager who is complaining about doing dishes because it means she is at home, not on the streets.
· the taxes I pay because it means I am employed.
· the mess to clean after a party because it means I have been surrounded by friends.
· the clothes that fit a little too snugly because it means I have enough to eat.
· my shadow that watches me work because it means I am out in the sunshine, and for a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning, and gutters that need fixing because it means I have a house.
· all the complaining I hear about the government because it means we have freedom of speech.
· the parking spot I find at the far end of the parking lot because it means I am capable of walking and have been blessed with transportation.
· my huge heating bill because it means I am warm.
· the lady behind me in church who sings off key because it means I can hear.
· the pile of laundry and ironing because it means I have clothes to wear.
· weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day because it means I have been capable of working hard.
· the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours because it means I am alive.
—submitted by Frances Shipp, Weaver High School, Weaver, Alabama