“Counting Blessings,” Friend, Nov. 2000, 5
One day, I started writing down
My blessings one by one.
I filled both sides of seven sheets
And still did not get done.
I wrote down, “friends and family,
And legs that run and hop,
A cozy bed and clothes to wear,
And, of course, my mom and pop.”
I’m grateful for so many things—
For sunsets, trees, and rain,
For eyes to see and ears to hear,
For being free from pain.
I wrote the name of Jesus down—
I’m thankful most for Him—
Then added, “scriptures, music, love,
And my new puppy, Tim.”
And now whenever I feel down
And don’t know what to do,
I get my blessings notebook out
And add a page or two.