for two vehicles that run
for a home that is my family's refuge from the world
and warm beds to crawl into at night
for legs that allow me to walk and run
for two children I wake up each day for
and a husband who kisses me and tells me I'm beautiful
for scriptures and prayer and revelation
for a living prophet on the earth
and to be a Latter-Day Saint
for hot, homemade whole wheat bread
with honey butter
for freshly-powdered toddler bottoms
for shelves full of vibrantly colored mason jars holding the seasons harvest
and a mother who patiently teaches me these things
for a neighbor who rolls my garbage cart back to my house
when I havn't quite gotten to it yet
for my ancestors who have gone before me, who I feel
strengthening me and pushing me forward, cheering me on
for a trial that has humbled me
to my knees
and for my Savior, who knows me, my heartache, my shortcomings, my strengths
and who gently lets me know
of His love
tonight.