I write the messages he puts on my heart. I spend each morning with a prayer of thanksgiving for his grace… for the blessings he so richly pours on my head. As I reflect on the prayers… the writings… do I truly understand the level of favor I have. We go from day to day taking so much for granted. We don’t give a second thought to so many of the comforts we abide in. I then see a home that is made of cardboard and wire. I see people who stand in the rain looking for a simple dollar for food or shelter. Father forgive me for losing sight of all you have done and will do for me. Forgive me for losing sight of the riches and love you so freely put in my life and on my heart. Father I ask that you put people in my life that I can pass it on to. I want them to see the glory of you and your love.
I Love You!