I am always ashamed when I think of how I complain about this and that, such as when I get little sleep or when I have a headache. I am ashamed when I realize that I take my children and their health and quiet or fun days for granted. When I can look at their beautiful faces and not remember that I could be in prison with my children who knows where or we could all be homeless and suffering. I thank You Lord that my children are with me and that they are safe ...

Oh I thank You Lord and I praise You.

I thank You that You have blessed me beyond compare and for the realization of how little I have suffered that has not been due to my own poor and ignorant choices.

Forgive us Lord for we know not what we do ...

In Jesus name, Amen