We thank Thee, God, for extra things
You send along our way
Both when our days are sunny bright
And when our skies are gray.
The little planned surprises dropped
From Thy great, loving hand,
Like unexpected showers on
A parched and desert land.
The meeting of an old-time friend,
The lifting of a care,
And sunlight breaking through the clouds
To tell us You are there.
Just why You do these extra things
Our finite minds don't know;
It must be You delight in them
Because You love us so!
--Alice Hansche Mortenson
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