How Can I Thank You?!

I tried to write a poem last night. It felt forced. I want to fear that my poetry soul has died or fallen asleep, but I think I was just pushing too hard for a certain theme. Usually, the way it works is that I feel an internal pressure, the need to write a poem, so I set myself to it. I'll pick some random phrase that pops into my head, and the poem usually finds itself.

I wanted to write a thankful poem, but I didn't know how to grasp it besides just saying "thank you!"

Earlier in the week, I spontaneously asked my pastor if he knew of any well-lit place where I could record tutorial or literature videos. He said the church has plenty of nice spaces. He ended up taking me on a tour of the church grounds. I was thankful! I was overwhelmed! I really wasn't sure what to say! I kept asking him, "Really?!" "Are you serious?!" "Are you sure?!" "How can I thank you?!"

He said, "Make good videos!"

That sounds like something God would say: "God, how can I thank you for giving me this good thing?!"

"Do something good with it!"

Friends are celebrating my birthday with me tomorrow. How can I thank them properly for all that they have been and done in my life? Shall I merely do something good? Perhaps.

I still want to write an epic poem! For them. For me. For fun. I can always read some golden oldies; it just seemed like a cool idea to have a fresh one.

We'll see what God has in store for me. I'm gonna try my hand at another one.

Pip pip, cheerio!