Thank you, Father:
Thank you for my silver hair, my wrinkles, my extra “flab”, my big personality, and my oversized heart.
Thank you, Father, for my silver, gray, and white hair that is growing in. Thank you for showing me how to see beauty and wisdom where others see flaw.
Thank you, Father, for my wrinkles forming on my face. They’re evidence of life. They remind me that I am here to tell the story that I wasn’t planning on being here to tell. They remind me to be grateful for how You saved me when I didn’t want to be saved.
Thank you, Father, for the extra “cushion” that protects my body, which the world believes is flaw. It brings me gratitude to be blessed with plenty of food, which never allows me to go hungry. I think of my love and passion poured into cooking delicious meals. I think of the laughter and joy shared at the table where friends and family enjoy my home cooked meals.
Thank you, Father, for my big personality. Where the world who hates hearing Your truth gets tired of listening to me shout about Your goodness from the rooftops…I recognize it as a duty to keep shouting. Because as much hate that I receive for being a loudspeaker for You, I know that my big personality will make an impact on at least one soul. Whether that is in a week, a month, or 20 years… I know You rejoice more over one sinner who turns to You…than 99 righteous people who need not saved.
Thank you, Father, for my enormous heart. Where I have viewed it as a curse many times in my life, I now know it is a blessing and miracle. I aspire to empty this giant heart every day by pouring out its contents into my brothers and sisters, and you always refill me when I ask for more of Your love to give to others.
Thank you, Father, for teaching me how to love myself when this hateful world does not.
