COL Bianchi -- Thank you, Lord

About the time when we've said "Thank you, Lord," for everything we can possibly think of, another thought comes along for something else.

And if we don't think of it ourselves, someone else gives us a nudge and puts the ideas into our heads. So it was recently, when, with Thanksgiving just around the corner, a "nudge'' came via the mailman, bringing some favorite readings from a friend who is an avid e-mailer.

In part, it went like this:

Every day be thankful for what you have and who you are. Even though I clutch my blanket and growl when the alarm rings.

Thank you, Lord, that I can hear. There are many who are deaf.


Even though I keep my eyes closed against the morning light as long as possible.

Thank you, Lord, that I can see. Many are blind.

Even though I huddle in my bed and put off rising.

Thank you, Lord, that I have the strength to rise. There are many who are bedridden.

Even though the first hour of my day is hectic, when socks are lost, toast is burned and tempers are short, and my children are so loud.

Thank you, Lord, for my family. There are many who are lonely.

Even though our breakfast table never looks like the pictures in magazines and the menu is at times unbalanced.

Thank you, Lord, for the food we have. There are many who are hungry.


Even though the routine of my job is monotonous.

Thank you, Lord, for the opportunity to work. There are many who have no job.

Even though I grumble and bemoan my fate from day to day and wish my circumstances were not so modest.

Thank you, Lord, for life.

And as for me, I'm thankful we have been spared the natural disasters this past year that others have had -- hurricanes, tornados and drought.

I wonder when it will be our turn. I'm thankful that we do not live in war-torn countries in the Middle East, or places such as in Africa where poverty and disease is a way of life, rioting a daily occurrence, freedom unheard of.

I'm thankful for the leadership we have in our country -- what a heavy burden they must have, those who are in command in any country. First elected by others, and then criticized for most everything they do. Do we who find fault really know both sides of an issue?

Lastly, I'm grateful for the freedom of speech, freedom of the press, and all the other forms of freedom we can enjoy. If it wasn't for that, this ordinary housewife that writes about ordinary things might end up in an unordinary jail. And I'm even more grateful. for the kind folks who stop me on the street with a kind word.


Friends are one of life's treasures.

-- Marianne Bianchi is a retired farmwife who lives in New Ulm, Minn.

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