Time is a flowing river. Happy those who allow themselves to be carried, unresisting, with the current. They float through easy days. They live, unquestioning, in the moment. ~ Christopher Morley ~ ____________
The kiss of the sun for pardon.
The song of the birds for mirth.
One is nearer God’s heart in a garden
Than anywhere else on earth.
(Dorothy Frances Gurney)
Dear Father God,
As we make our approach towards summer, today I want to thank you for my garden.
I appreciate the fact that I (who once didn’t know the difference between a plant and a weed), have been able through books and the internet, to become knowledgeable enough to plan and plant my front and back gardens.
I’m thanking you for the wonderful escape my garden affords. I’m thanking you for those days when I can enjoy sun and solitude, when I can have breakfast or lunch on the patio whilst listening to the sounds of nature and enjoying the beauty of creation. And I thank you for the joy and satisfaction of seeing the work of my own hands.
Father God, I’m also grateful for those extra special days when I share this garden with family and friends for celebrations, fellowship and fun.
It’s a simple but beautiful blessing Father God, for which I thank you.
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Thank You Father God
Hello dear readers,
In case you haven’t heard, I’ve given myself the challenge of writing a gratitude post for 21 consecutive days.
Will you come join me?
I’d love it if you could.
You can either share your own post and link back to mine, or leave your contribution in a comment box below. Hope to hear from you!
The gift of self cannot be given to us. It is an incomparable gift that has already been given. We have possessed it from the beginning.
Please accept this package sent express to you today.
It has been wrapped with pleasure (but slight trepidation), tied with the ribbons of commitment and prettified with the beautiful bow of love.
Should anyone look inside, its content (or lack thereof), will not perhaps make sense to them. In fact, should they not have the gift of discernment (see what I did there Lord?), and sensitivity to the Holy Spirit, they just will not understand. How could they?
But you, my dear omniscient Father and friend, will certainly comprehend.
So, for the sake of my readers and for the benefit of the Enemy, let me elaborate on your parcel’s seemingly invisible content.
It contains my heart. Not the physical organ which beats within my person according to your rhythmic grace, but the very essence of my being.
It’s yours to shape as you see fit, as you have already determined to do before the earth’s foundation was laid… before I was conceived in my mother’s womb. Please accept it as a token of my gratitude for your generous gift of salvation.
Today, dear Father God, as I entrust you with my life and allow you to mould me so you can use me to serve others, I want to thank you for giving my life meaning and purpose. And I want to thank you for my incredible future.
I thank you Father God.
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And don’t forget.. You are so much loved.
To every WoW! follower and reader,
I wish you an exceedingly blessed day and weekend.
And to all those who may be hurting, crushed by circumstances, disappointed over dashed dreams, confused about their faith, I pray the love of God will be revealed afresh to you, the intercession of Christ will bring release and liberty and the comfort of His Holy Spirit will minister grace and hope for your future. Amen.
Friends, followers, forlorn ones – you are loved unconditionally! 💖
I hope these quotes will bless and encourage you.
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