Look at the sunshine, what a blessing!
Look at the daffodils, what a blessing!
Look at the car that cuts me off in traffic, still, a blessing!
Look at my wife raising her voice, even that is a blessing!

The river running free
the storm that darkens the sky
the shadow of death drawing near
each of them a teacher
each of them a gift

Everything under the sun
wears the name of blessing
if only the eye
chooses to see it so