I wake up every morning and say to myself, Well, I'm still in New York. Thank you, God.
Thank you God for making me an atheist.
We live in a spiritual Universe. God is in, through, around and for us.
ANYONE may become a revealer of Truth who lives in close contact with the indwelling God.
Why are we not grateful to God for filling our stockings with legs?
Love, the deadliest of all things: It kills you both when you have it and when you don't. But that isn't it, exactly. The condemner and the condemned. The executioner; the blade; the last-minute reprieve; the gasping breath and the rolling sky above you and the thank you, thank you, thank you God. Love: It will kill you and save you, both.
Gratitude develops faith. The surest path out of a slump is marked by the road sign "thank you, God."
Thank you, God, for bringing me success in my life.
What I have done is worthy of nothing but silence and forgetfulness, but what God has done for me is worthy of everlasting and thankful memory.
Thank you, God, because I am lucky. Also let's face it, it turns out I'm black. And I'm having a career quite different from lots of people, so I feel doubly lucky.
We see God face to face every hour, and know the savor of Nature.
Every time I see a coin on the street, I stop, pick it up, put it into my pocket, and say out loud "Thank you, God, for this symbol of abundance that keeps flowing into my life" Never once have I asked, "Why only a penny, God? You know I need a lot more than that."