Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Count My Blessings

There’s always so much to be done,
It makes me feel stressed and blue,
Another lady sits alone and bored
There’s not much for her to do.

I don’t know what to cook for dinner,
Am sick of chicken, pasta or rice.
A homeless man rummages in a bin,
Thinking a slice of bread would be nice.

My teenager's music is far too loud,
It’s almost driving me crazy.
Others are strung out on drugs,
Their minds all muddled and hazy.

My husband’s late home from work,
I find this annoying each day
Another husband’s looking for work,
A long time since he had a pay.

Thinking how others struggle in life,
Then who am I to complain?
Having so much to be thankful for,
Will count all my blessings again.

~ Author Unknown ~


O Lord, take my love, and let it flow in fullness of devotion to Thee;
O Lord, take my hands, and let them work incessantly for Thee;
O Lord, take my soul, and let it be merged in One with Thee;
O Lord, take my mind and thoughts, and let them be in tune with Thee;
O Lord, take my everything, and let me be an instrument to work for Thee.

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***Click on the above picture to read my story on 'THE DAY I MET MY LORD, BHAGAVAN SRI SATHYA SAI BABA'

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