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Today I’ll count my blessings, for the harvest time is near and the pumpkins and the corn shocks remind us all November’s here. I can sit among the weary, Count my troubles and my foes; I can look around, about me be like Job’s wife, or be like Job. So I look around, about me…
I’ve been blessing my troubles and counting my woes, For blessing gives mercy, don’t you suppose? Since blessing gives favor; it’s so clear to me That blessing recalls all the troubles I see. Though the troubles are many, there could be many more So blessing my troubles helps me to keep score! I’m counting my…
One by one, I pull out the items I’ve collected through the day. I know that if these pockets of mine could speak, they’d sure have a lot to say. I’ve found a little girl’s comb, a safety pin, and the picture someone drew, making me grin. There’s a rubber band, a paper airplane, and…
The Harvest, hope, And happiness, that’s Never far away, is Kindling in my soul because Sheer beauty is mine today – and Growing, deep within me are many blessings I can’t ignore – for peace and joy and Vitality are mine today – and they will endure. So In every situation, in storm, or calm of…
Thanksgiving. For some people, it signifies emptiness, loneliness, and hopelessness. The world over, families will get together sometime over the long holiday weekend. For some, the days will be happy and full. Other folks will experience tension and strife. For still others, there will be no one with whom to celebrate or share. These folks…
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