☀️Thank You

A Sunday Doxology

“Thank you” seems less than

adequate, less than

enough, less than

what my heart feels

when standing before you,

the God from whom every good thing

is a perfect gift

and nothing you give is less than

good.

If I could say thank you with

sunsets and rainbows and flaming

orange and yellow leaves

and green ones, too,

and blue skies and rain

and crisp white snow…

I would.

But I have only words,

so empty without a corresponding

life of gratitude.

And even the thought of

living out the full depth of

my thanks only confronts me

with my inadequacy, my less than

enough, my amazement when

you still accept me

and my thankful praise.