Poem November 20, 2006

"Thanksgiving"

Lois Carlson

Originally appeared on spirituality.com

The complaint must stop.
I know it says you have a right to the fear, the discouragement,
The wondering how on earth it’s all going to get done.
But the reality is that all those things combined
are less than the Father-Mother God’s great love
for you and them.
Okay, so I will:
“Praise the Lord!”
I admit His merciful kindness IS great for me and mine and all.
The silence is thunderous;
Filled with the sound
of angels clapping.