Thank You, Lord, for the deep yellowy, orangey, red of a Pennsylvania summer sunset.
Thank You, Lord, for giving me eyes to see it and a heart that is drawn to gaze upon it.
Thank You, Lord, for the soft, silky fur on my cat’s back.
Thank You, Lord, for giving me hands to feel his presence, fingers to scratch his chin.
Thank You, Lord, for the many flowery aromas that settle in with the dusk and calm of a summer night.
Thank You, Lord, for giving me a nose that receives those scents and a soul that longs to breathe in all their delights.
Thank You, Lord, for the sweetness and the hint of sour all wrapped up in the juices of a Honeycrisp apple.
Thank You, Lord for giving me teeth to crush its pieces into pleasing bits of flavor for my tongue.
Thank You, Lord for the songs of birds each morning, the tweets, the coos, the halleluiahs from their beaks.
Thank You, Lord, for giving me ears to hear them, and a spirit that is drawn to listen.