A Cowboy's Thanksgiving Prayer By Steve Lucas Dear Lord, This last year was rough on us cowboys With calf prices bein' low. And the drought, and the snow last winter Didn't leave a lot to show For a lot of really hard workin'. There were times, I confess, That I lay awake nights and wondered: Lord, how do I get out of this mess. But I turned it all over to you, Lord. Put my trust in your capable hands. And I thank you that you let us keep on Makin' a living off of your lands. I thank you for every morning when the sun rose over the trees, and spread light over the meadows. And thanks for that cool summer breeze That cooled sweatin' backs in the hay fields. And thanks for new friends I made, for the joy of seein' baby calves curled up, asleep in the shade. Thanks for these good friends and neighbors and the love and the help that they give. And I thank you Lord for these old cows and the cowboy life they let me live. And thank you Lord for my family, my little girl and my wife. And for the chance we have to raise a child to live the kind of life That most folks only dream of, spending days outside, Feedin', checkin', and sortin', and looking where old cows hide. So, Lord, on Thanksgiving, as we take a break from our chores, We thank you for this year's blessings, and for what you have in store.
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