For the rain that seeps into the pores of the earth and the crevices of our being, we give thanks to you,
For the sun that coaxes forth the potential of our beings, we give thanks to you,
For the stars that beckon us into the depths of your mystery, we give thanks to you,
For the song that whispers from the trees to caress our spirits, we give thanks to you,
For the laughter of children, the guffaws of old men, and all the ways you disrupt the creases forming across our brows, we give thanks to you,
For the tenderness of hands that hold broken hearts, and the arms that embrace us when sorrow seeps from our souls, we give thanks to you,
For the thoughtful counsel and the provocative point of view, the different opinion and the comment that stops us in our tracks, we give thanks to you,
For the glitter of joy, the sadness born of love, and all the ways you remind us of your presence, we give thanks to you.
We give thanks, we give thanks, we give thanks.
Anne Fraley is an Episcopal priest serving Grace Church, Broad Brook, CT. A dog-lover from prepubescent days, she also dabbles in canine massage. Occasionally she succeeds at reviving her blog at reverent irreverence.
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