I broke down and cried during Thanksgiving prayer. I had to tag my husband to finish it.

It has been such a rough year a tough year, a year of joy and sorrow and stress and pain.

There is so much to be grateful for in the midst of all the suffering.

So much to rip me apart over and over

and the gentle hands that put  me back together, over and over,

Somedays, I only had hope

only through that hope could I not go completely crazy

other days I knew with complete certainty that it was awesome

the plan was amazing

and now we face global challenges in the face

but will I run?

never- I will stand facing it, with gentle eyes

woven from pain into compassion

turning conviction into action

unafraid of what winds may blow

for my feet are nailed to the bedrock

the rock of Christ