3 am, thank you Lord

Thank you for 3 am. It’s a time I’ve woken often over the years. Tonight it was wind and the shaking awning. It brought back memories of lose rigging moved by wind.  I’ve slept at anchor. I’ve slept in tents. Something outside wakes me and there it is 3 am. Once a bear. Another time a sheriff. But mostly wind.  No longer the nightmares. 

Thank you Lord for all the times I could have slept and not been woken to save myself from some calamity. The fellow who stole my axe and I chased naked through the camp only to laugh at the absurdity of that. My friends making fun of me next day.  Me chasing a guy who had my axe, what if he’d stopped. I was defenceless and naked.  The stones under feet got to sharp to continue.  A lantern and a long handled axe lost to a thief.  Low life.  The dregs of humanity.  All around us a minority of criminals.  Thank you Lord they are so few. 

Thank you Lord this evil and corrupt government is not shooting people in the night like communists and socialists do.  Thank you that police and military are pretty much good people. Thank you that I’m here in Canada where our forefathers as Christians fought to create communities and laws and civilization that is the best to be developed to date.  Thank you that so few people suffer in this part of the world today.  Thank you for the prosperity of so many.  Thank you for the health care and good food and nutrition and housing that withstands the onslaughts of rain and snow.  

The housing crisis is a politically created problem that can be solved overnight if there was such secondary gains. The drug and alcohol crisis is a political crisis that could be solved overnight if there was leadership that wasn’t corrupted. Thank you Lord for the folk that work in the here and now and avoid the lucrative fairy tale of solving future problems thousands of years ahead , claiming they need trillions to prevent climate changes. We tell individuals they’ve got one foot in the future and one foot in the past and they’re pissing on the day. Our legal and political system is solving the problems of hundreds years ago and hundreds of years in the future all so they can nefariously gain financially by these distractions while the make billions of dollars in the here and now drug dealing, money laundering and selling aboriginal girls and white girls into the sex slavery.  Also there’s the trade in body parts and the massive theft of technological secrets by governments.  Thank you Lord that it’s not more like it was in the 15th century when the peasants did so much worse than we do today.  Thank you I wasn’t in Russia or the Ukraine or China or Korea or Cambodia when the Communists murdering millions in the night. Thank I’m not now in Tibet where they’re a still murdering.

Thank you that at 3 am it’s not a police car or military or gang members but just the wind that wakes me.

Thank you fo the food in the fridge, the healthy dog, the wifi, this ipad, cameras for fun and play and memories.  Thank you for my rugs. I like throw rugs.Thank you for pleasant colours and good feelings. Thank you for fashion. Thank you for perfumes and cologne, pleasant smells. Thank you for eggs. Thank you for ravens. Thank you for moon beams. Thank you for fairytales. Thank you for NASA. Thank you for space probes and space ships. Thank you for the tunnels and cranes. Thank you for all the men that work underground and above ground and on the water.  Thank you for the pilots. Thank you for planes. Thank you for the trees and river.s Thank you for all your blessings Lord.