If the only prayer you say in your whole life is "Thank you",
that would suffice.
So much to be grateful for...
So, so basic, these magical lettuce sprouts (that need to be thinned) are right outside our front dor. The formula is simple-seed, dirt, water, sunshine.
Batman has been in the midst of corporate madness at work. Very tough times. Planning for the worst, hoping for something, anything, better than the worst. Will spare the details. But yesterday we found out, after months of uncertainty, that sometimes good guys DON'T finish last. And the relief and happiness is a huge blessing.
Our four kids are healthy, doing good things in the world and are in the midst of good friends and a loving family (in spite of the distances that separate us).
I could go on.
This is how I formulate my antidote to the worries in our lives and of the world (for they are many). As I count my own blessings, even the seedlings outside, I fill up with gratitude and energy and strength to face the bigger world.
Taking things for granted can be very dangerous. For me, counting my blessings is an act of faith, a daily prayer. I know from experience that the affirmation of "thank you, thank you, thank you" can be transformational.