Monday, September 8, 2015
(4:34 a.m.)
Blessed, Holy God,
Thank You. That was some
seriously sound sleep I just had. Thank You for the decision to ask
for help. And forgiveness before going to bed.
Wow! What a difference from
laying awake wondering, ruminating and wanting things to be different
than they are.
Thank You Father. Thank You
that You love us. Thank You that You have a plan for each of us.
Thank You that You know exactly what all You are doing.
(5:29 a.m.)
Like right now for example.
A miscommunication led me to
think we had another hour together. What was said wasn't heard. Or
maybe what was thought wasn't said. I'm not sure of the particulars.
What I do know is I am feeling intensely irritable.
I want to throw around
blame. Kick and scream like the toddlers do. Ah, and there's the
calm. A smile. Some peace. Thank You Father. Thank You that I can
bring mistakes, disappointments and an all around bad attitude before
You and still You bless me.
Thank You Father. Thank You
for Your goodness and Your grace. Let me use it well this day. Thank
You that You really, truly do know what You are doing. I love You.
Thank You. Amen.
(212 words ~ 5:39 a.m.)
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