To be somebody is harvesting the blessings

That the Creator has showered upon us,

Seeing all around us evidences of his goodness.

Picking blackberries, redcurrents and gooseberries

From the bushes I planted in my own garden

Along with wild blueberries in the forest

And fish in the net in my lake.

To be somebody is enjoying the blessings of God

Hidden in everyday life, at home or in nature.

 To be somebody is seeing the blessings

Even when they come in disguise.

To be somebody is harvesting the blessings

In difficulties and challenging situations,

To be able to share it with others