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.....these are the things I have been blessed with.
Is it too many to say, or not enough to list?
Neither.
It is too great to list,
too great to count,
too great to paint,
too great to draw,
too great to ever wish for,
yet I am blessed.
I have more things than I ever deserve.
I have more things than I could ever imagine having.
when the sun rises,
when the stars shine at night,
when breathe fills my nostrils,
I am blessed.
Thank you for my blessings.
Help me to be grateful for what I have been given.
No matter what others have,
help me to count my own blessings.