Thanks for Everything

Everything under the sun belongs to you. The sun itself and the heavens and things we haven’t seen are yours. You made so much beauty for this world. Even our enemies were shaped to test our faith. The cold devastations and ignorant hatreds draw us closer to you. The random acts that come down on us with violence give you a chance to show your miracles. From this safe place where I pray and worship you every morning, I thank you for my enemies. I know they’ll never find me here, but even if they did, your shield protects me. Coated in armor, covered by your love, forgiven by your grace, again and again, my enemies know not who is behind me and whose spirit fills me.