A Prayer of Thanksgiving

Post Author: Allie Scott

The author prays over her morning coffee.

Holy One,

Source of all good things in this world:

Let’s be honest. It’s 2020.

You’ve seen this year happen.

In a year of pandemic, and politics,

and isolation, and exhaustion,

we feel a lot more like saying,

“How long, O Lord?”

instead of “in all things, give thanks.”

Give us eyes to see your wonders, O God,

even in a year like this one.

Give us hearts that overflow with gratitude

for the ways we’ve made it through.

For binge-worthy shows and new crafting skills,

for fresh pots of coffee and surprise deliveries of wine,

for fires to burn and rooms to paint,

Good Lord, we give you thanks.

For decent internet connection and love-to-hate-it Zoom,

for the ding of a text and long phone chargers,

for online shopping and unemployment checks,

Good Lord, we give you thanks.

For annoying pets and their insistence that we get outside,

for calls for justice so all can breathe,

for music and podcasts and good books to read

Good Lord, we give you thanks.

For brilliant nurses and dedicated doctors,

for pharmacists currently making miracles happen,

for family and community, even from far away,

Good Lord, we give you thanks.

For the miracle that we haven’t disowned our children,

for the reminder that we’re in this together,

and for the reality that you are God and we are not,

Good Lord, we give you thanks.