As the early morning light filtered through the cracks of the shutters...I sat staring at the baker’s rack with all the pictures of my wife and I...our children and their children. Pictures of our parents, our patents parents and all of their children, grandchildren, great grandchildren and great-great grandchildren.
I couldn’t help but think of how blessed I was as l felt a tear of joy making its way down the wrinkles of my cheek.
Thank you, Lord, for all my many blessings.
Amen.
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