A Jewish Thanksgiving blessing
I am not thankful for cruelty.
Not thankful for the small pettiness embroidered in our characters.
I am not grateful, Dear God, for the hunger and hurt that plague us.
I cannot thank you for the ways, large and small, that we scar our neighbor’s hearts,
Coax tears from angry eyes
Wound those whom we love,
Shame and hurt one another.
But my God, my rock, I am so grateful that you taught us to see;
So we can heal the hurt, soothe the pain,
Raise those who are bowed down.
We are thankful for blessings, oh Lord, but also for the gift of giving blessing.
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