God, grant me the clarity to stay focused on and grateful for the good, when the good seems hard to find. If life is like an easter egg hunt in a metaphorical landfill... there may be some smelly slime on my shoes and flies trying their best to go up my nose, but by golly, look at my basket full of pretty eggs.
And let me be thankful for the pressure that's in my life that's gonna make me into a beautiful diamond (even if I crap myself first). Amen.
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