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A Thanksgiving Prayer


Dear Father in Heaven


Please lend me Your ear


'Cause I've got a prayer


You'll be happy to hear.


Lord, there's no request list


This time when I pray


I just want to give thanks


This Thanksgiving Day.


First, I want to thank You


For gifts from above:


Your unending mercy,


Your undeserved love.


And thank You for sending


Your Son down to earth,


For now those in Jesus


Can have second birth.


Lord, thank You for saving


Your children from Hell,


And giving Your Spirit


Who comes to indwell.


And thank You for choosing me


To be Your own,


For now that You're in me


I'm never alone.


Lord, thanks for forgiving me


When I'm untrue,


And last, but not least, Father,


Thank You for You!


--Connie Cook




"Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ who according to His great mercy has caused us to be born again to a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead."(I Peter 1:4 NASB)




My attempt at capturing fall this year is weak in comparison to some of the hues I’ve seen on blogs in the east! I tried!


Thank you for stopping by and visiting me! I wish you a love-filled Sunday. For more inspiration this day, log on to Spiritual Sundays, with Charlotte & Ginger.

Comments

  1. This was a beautiful prayer, thank youfor blessing me with it. I think your pic is beautiful, but I share your dilemma. Not ever really "Fall looking" in Caifornia. Have a wonderful week..Blessings to you, Debbie

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  2. Beautiful prayr, we do have so much to be thankful for. I think your fall picture is pretty. I live in CA. so I'll take any fall picture I can get.
    Blessings,
    Ginger

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  3. This prayer is beautiful in its simplicity...nothing fancy or complicated, just the truth! Thanks for sharing - and your Fall photo is just right!


    Blessings,
    Jean

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  4. Love this prayer Mary and especially that last line...

    Thank you for YOU :)

    I feel that way about you and about our Father!!

    Have a blessed Sunday Mary

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  5. The prayer/poem is beautiful. I feel very grateful...He really does make a difference. Sarah

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  6. I love prayers that just say "thank You" and nothing else. How often do we do that? We always seem to put all of our worries on His table instead of enjoying what He already had prepared and given as a feast.
    Never underestimate your ability to capture that picture. Because the differences make it all beautiful and interesting. [I'll always leave nice comments because I know you're a great "shooter"]....Just kiddingggg....
    Your place is so cozy when I come and I leave always with a "smile". Love you sister and have a blessed weekend.

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  7. Oh, I did enjoy that prayer. Thank you!

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  8. Thank you for posting this beautiful Thanksgiving prayer. We have so much to be thankful for. This is my favorite time of year and I so enjoyed seeing the fall colors in New England. You certainly don't see that where we live. It looks pretty much the same year 'round. I do love it here though.
    Blessings,
    Charlotte

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  9. This sweet prayer is perfect ... even for the youngest family members to memorize and take part in the blessing!

    Have a blessed new week!

    Myra

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  10. Beautiful Spiritual Sunday post. I am glad to be able to come here and find your beautiful smiling face. Thank you for your continued encouragement and prayers.
    Blessings, andrea

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  11. Beautiful, Mary! Thank you for sharing and have a wonderful Sunday.

    Blessings,
    Sandi

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  12. I enjoyed your prayer of thanks. It's so good to meet another grandma. Have a great week, Doylene

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  13. What a beautiful prayer poem Mary! This season does make our hearts more seemingly thankful!! Especially, for Him!!

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  14. Mary,
    What a wonderful prayer......We are truly blessed beyond measure - Thank you Jesus!

    Oh, you know I can totally relate to you on the Fall thing - Those of us in AZ appreciate any color other than brown and green we can get - don't we! LOL!

    Praying for you and yours!

    Sweet Blessings!
    Jackie

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