This is a poem I wrote over 10 years ago, and I would have forgotten about it, but my mom printed it out and saved it. I am sharing it because it seems just as, if not more, pertinent today. Thanks, mom!

A New Kind of Thankfulness
By: Andrea Endries
At twenty-one years of age
I’ve had too many blessings to name,
but upon these last few years
my gratitude is not the same.
By no means am I unthankful
for my usual thanksgiving list,
But lately I find new blessings
Beautiful gifts with a divine twist.
I woke up early this morning
to a still, dark, lifeless sky
but I was thankful for the darkness
because the sun would soon be high.
I am thankful for my sprained ankle
even as it seems to get worse
It reminds me my strength is fleeting
And in God I must immerse.
Sometimes my money seems low,
But for this I only smile
God cares enough about me,
to cure my materialistic lifestyle.
I am thankful for the loneliness
I sometimes find so near
It only makes me long for more,
A sign I was not made for here.
I watch as the economy fails
But I find a quiet peace
As I know once this all ends
New Jerusalem will be released.
I see the hatred growing
I see the violence roar
I hear of children starving
I hear of strife and war.
How can I be thankful,
during happenings like these?
Because the prophecies assure me
God’s kingdom is in the breeze.
Some say its doom and gloom
to preach about the end
But the Word of God is sturdy
and this destruction, He will mend.
When things don’t go my way
Or when trouble meets my heart
I thank God that He has walked here
that His life gave mine a new start.
I am thankful for the cold,
for the tears and for pain.
For it is these things that open my eyes
to the devil’s deadly game.
You see if life was always perfect
I might start to like it here,
But that comfort will lead to demise,
The truth is absolutely clear.
So it is with joy I write this,
and a peace that is unshaken.
sure, I have hard times,
but this life will only be taken.
So, as surely as the sun
is now lighting up my room,
I wait joyous in this world of darkness
for the Righteous Son to bloom.
