A little rain fell in my field today and quenched the
thirsty ground. I couldn’t help
but feel blessed when I stopped and thought that I was born in a place where I can
drink clean water from the tap or go to the refrigerator and eat anything I
want…any time I want. I
have a roof over my head and a dry warm bed in which to sleep. All this is a result of nothing I
did. All this was given to me totally
undeserved. Everything I have from
my toes to my teeth to my talent is a result of God’s grace…and then…there is the
most gratuitous gift of all…salvation.
Dear Lord Jesus
Please give me a little latitude
When it comes to my attitude
For it’s not just a platitude
When I praise You for your magnitude.
Amen.
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