Whenever I hear the song of a bird
Whenever I feel the rain on my face
Or the wind as it rushes by,
Or walk by our lilac tree,
I'm glad that I live in this beautiful world
Heavenly Father created for me.
He gave me my eyes that I might see
The color of butterfly wings.
He gave me my ears that I might hear
The magical sound of things.
He gave me my life, my mind, my heart:
I thank him reverently
For all his creations, of which I'm a part.
Yes, I know Heavenly Father loves me.
Keith and I were (partially) joking last night about how nice it would be if my first seizure and the discovery of the tumor had been on a day that is easier to forget. I have been thinking about that today and I think it may be a good thing that it is on a day that is not only easily remembered but a day to celebrate some of God's greatest gifts. Each year I can look back and see how many blessings He has given me and how He has guided me along the way.
At the very least, it is a great day to give thanks that I am still here on this beautiful earth that I love and enjoy so much.
And someday, on this day, I will be able to look back and give thanks that the seizures are gone. That day will come. I know it.
Happy Earth Day!