I Perplex Myself

I don’t know how to be grateful for all of the things I have to be grateful for.

I have no idea how to be humble about the joy that pounds in my heart.

There is no way to stop my enthusiasm for living a life that I love.

I know where my strength comes from but I don’t know what I did to deserve it.

I have experienced points so low but always had the gracious gift of faith that saw me through.

I can’t help but contemplate all that I have messed up, all that I do wrong, all that I have  failed and yet people still love me.

I can talk endlessly about problems but if I shut up I can smile about all that is good.

I annoy myself but my friends seem to take joy from me.

I don’t seem to understand much but I sure seem to know a lot!

I amuse myself even when I don’t get it.

I am a conundrum to myself.

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