Being overwhelmed with the pain and misery of my circumstances, a d
ay came when it dawned on me that I had not thanked God for anything for many weeks. The poem, “Thank You Father“, is a prayer written as I realized how much there was to be thankful for. God’s blessings still were (and are) given every day in untold number if I only lifted my eyes beyond myself to see them. I still like to read (and pray) this poem when things are tough and I get myself back into a slimy pit.
