At the end of our days, let us be thankful. Sit down beside us, Beloved, in the garden, and let us rest against your knees, that we may recount why we are thankful and how, knowing we can number only a tiny portion of the reasons we have for such gratitude. At the end of our days, let us be thankful, before we take flight to what comes next, to release and relief, to rest and restoration, to the next set of tasks and the next chapter in the story. Sit down beside us, Beloved, in this garden of being, and let us lean against your knees, and take comfort in your abiding love. At the end of our days, may we be thankful for all the chances to choose love and to choose hope and to choose justice and to choose generosity and to choose wonderment and to choose joy. At the end of our days, may we be thankful for all the unlooked for blessings and also for the ones that needed much of our labor to create. At the end of our days, may we be thankful for this life and our chance and calling to be more love in this world. Sit down beside us, Beloved, in this graciousness of being, and let us lean against your knees, and breathe in the yes that is and breathe out with all the love we have to give. Amen.
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