Another day of plenty, I ponder this time.
At the top of the mountain
I forget the climb.
So many buried in rubble below.
Or struggling halfway
Or stuck to and fro.
The Lord, my Redeemer
Shines Light on my goods.
And in that fine moment
I realize I should.
Count every last blessing
Of all we possess.
And pray for and give to
Those burdened with less.
Would you come to share in my post, “Thanksgiving Every Day” over at SheShares.com?
Walk with me through my morning, as yours may be the same.
And let us realize the abundance on the top of the hill together.
Have a beautiful blessed Holiday, dear friends!!!