I committed to listing something I’m grateful for each day in November. Some days it’s easy, other days not so much.
Today is a worn, tired, can’t, and don’t want to type of day. A day where all my efforts seem to be useless. Where my intentions are questioned and my standards are attacked. Where my words are cut off and my ideas are not valued. A day where I would rather head for the hills than face the fire another moment. I know that it will all be better tomorrow. I hold to the promise that the Lord’s mercies are new every morning.
For tonight though, I’m grateful for my soft, warm bed. A place to lay my weary head and a place to share my heart with Jesus. A place to just be without expectations, conflict, or disappointments.
Blessings sweet friends…
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I still believe in Millie’s Miracle
☆。・:*:・゚ Hebrews 11:1 。・:*:・゚☆
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