I'm not feeling especially thankful, chagrined would be the better word. Chagrined because I keep losing sight of all my blessings and what's worse- mentally pouting. I hate pouters.
When I think about the 2010 coming I'm not feeling especially powerful either. Closer to the truth is that I'm doubtful of my abilities to be the person I want to be.
Which leads me to the passage that was read last Sunday night at church: