"Dear God"

Dear God—

I am sorry that I complain and moan and groan so much. 

You take such good care of me.

You have given me not only a roof over my head but a home. It is freezing outside, and I am warm inside, as I listen to my heat pump run. 

I have food to fill me, to nourish and sustain me.  The only time I lack is because I am too lazy to make a trip to the grocery store.

You have replaced the tears with laughter.  I cannot recollect the last time I cried or felt true grief.  I only have to look back to yesterday to remember gut chuckles coming from inside of me; this morning I already have a smile on my face.

You have given me wealth in relationships.  “People first.”  That is your mantra, and not only do I have my family, but my cup overflows with those who have come into my life, enriching it and adding to it. 

You have given me a means to support myself, and the work is where I complain the most.  I am sorry.  You have always said that it’s about the people, not the work, and I recognize that daily. 

You have given me health, physical strength, and stamina, and I respond by grumbling, “I am so tired.”  I wonder if getting up at 5 in the morning and not eating lunch may contribute to that.  I apologize.  That's my "bad," not Yours.

You have given me Yourself.  You are the first person I turn to no matter what happens in my life.  You never turn on me or judge me; You always listen to my rants and my gratitudes; You hold my hand and walk me through difficult situations.  Simply—You are always there.

You know that I do not “do” New Year’s resolutions.  However, I hope that as my life continues on that I will treat you better.  You deserve it.

Your daughter--