Thanksgiving Drabbles - The Grand Finale
In all times, in all places, under all sorrows and buoyed by all joys, may we be thankful for what we will be given, and be grateful to God.
Flowers have bloomed in the desert. Streams are flowing where the sand was dry and gray. Trees as glorious as those of any land will rise from the soil. And the toil of man together with the blessing of God will bring forth fruit.
Children have sung in the place where tears were shed. The living have filled the cities that were haunted by the dead. They have tilled the earth. And voices that wept in sorrow are singing with mirth. For the people of God are returned, and the world is restored.
God sees. And it will be beautiful.
Thank you God.