Although I strive to be full of joy, sometimes I let sorrow take over my heart.
That's when I need to count my blessings and I know just where to start.
First I go to my closet and pull out each shirt and dress and shoe.
I rehang and reorganize each of them. It's the best thing to do.
Then I head out to the shop where my husband works so steadily
Cleaning and reorganizing isn't something I do very readily.
But when I'm feeling sad and that I've no blessings to smile about,
I find all of our belongings and I can no longer doubt
that in goods and materials we've been blessed because they abound.
But when I leave the material goods, I look at all of our friends and family around.
Each God picked just for me, to be part of the life I live.
Each provides encouragement and teaches me lessons by the way they live.
I understand how blessed I am by them each and everyone.
But counting material goods and people isn't where my list is all done.
Next I count the things unseen but that I say thank you for each day.
Like love and trust and faith and kindness. So to God I look up and say,
"For everytime I'm unthankful, thinking my blessings are so few,
remind me first to clean out my closet starting with my shoes..."
- Trinity Lewis