On the Eve of Giving Thanks

I guess it all boils down to being grateful The Lord …

… has not, to this moment, called me on the ingratitude I am daily guilty of.

… understands the desires of my soul above the day's cares I wallow in.

... begrudges me not a place to be heard, even when I chose not to be heard.

… cries for me as I stumble in the jagged snares set for me I fail to see.

… is patient in my struggles, and seeks to loosen the cords that bind me.

… feels the pain of my rejections and still takes the pain when I’m rejected.