Monday, June 22, 2026 (5:25 a.m.)
Good morning Blessed God.
(5:33 a.m.)
And here I smile. Adding a HUGE “Thank You God!” to go with it.
I looked up the origin of “Good morning” and found it having evolved over time as a standard social greeting. Meant “to wish someone positivity as they started their day.”
Yes, please! I want very much to wish others positivity!
(5:55 a.m.)
Lord, I woke up thinking of how careless, mindless and out of control I’ve been with my food choices these past several days. Looking at the origins of phrases I routinely take for granted, I realize I want to be more careful with my word choices as well.
Good day. Farewell. Good bye. All originally meant to wish another well and prosperous. I want to do that Lord.
“God be with ye” shortened to good bye. And now the more common “Bye.” Much is lost in the contraction of it all.
I want to be careful in my word [and food] choices Lord. I love, need, trust and want You as absolute Overseer of all I think, say, do and am.
Do all You must that I will serve and represent You well on this very good morning You have provided. Throughout the day. Into the evening. Until I bid You a very good night.
Yes Father. “Let Your face smile on us, LORD. You have give me greater joy than those who have abundant harvests of grain and new wine. In peace I will lie down and sleep, for You alone, O LORD, will keep me safe” (Psalm 4:6b-8).
A very good morning indeed. Use me as You alone know is best. Thank You. Praise You. Amen.
(286 words ~ 6:22 a.m.)