Of These things I am sure

Life is a precious gift, no matter the circumstances as long as there is life there is hope. The greatest joy a mother’s heart will feel is felt with her infants first smile, the first “I love you” from her child’s lips and their first steps into adulthood.

Trials will come, they are necessary for growth in faith, understanding of self, and progress. What you consider success will determine what you are willing to do to attain it. You become a product of what you feed your eyes, your ears, and your mind. If you thrive on love , love will be produced. If you thrive on hate, hate will be produced.

To acknowledge the presence of God in all things is the beginning of wisdom. All nature testify’s he exist. Mans limited control & understanding testify’s he exist.  The many mysteries in the universe testify’s to his existence. Little things can make big impacts on our lives; smiles, hugs, laughter, and yes even tears.

All are expression of unconditional love. Forgiveness frees the soul too shed the chains that bind it in envy, hate, misunderstanding and bitterness. God is never far from those who love him. His joy is our strength, he will provide our daily needs, shelter us from the storms and guide us through every decision in life.

His love is everlasting, it is expressed in the sunlight, starry nights, a gentle spring rain, and the song of birds filling the air.Life is to be celebrated for the love that binds people together, memories created that flow through the mind like an epic drama. Lives intertwined in love one to the other.

Love that transcends time to encompass the past, the present and reaches into the future.These are life lessons for which I am truly grateful. Thank you Father for little smiles and big hugs, the joy from little voices saying I love you grandma, and for the desire to love unconditionally.

Thank you for not allowing me to stray too far from you. For manner in times of hunger, shelter in time of storm and your out stretched hand in time of need. You have never left me alone .

 

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