Thursday, September 2, 2021 (1:08 p.m.)
Holy God,
Forgive me please. I went my own way this morning. The longer I was gone, the less inclined I was to come say anything to You. Thoughts jumbled, justifying my absence. A very far cry from the song with which I awoke.
♪Great Is Thy Faithfulness, O God my Father; There is no shadow of turning with Thee♪
How blessed we are that You are so good. Regardless of how twisted our thinking, You remain faithful. True. Perfect.
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