Sometimes I want to sit on the side of the road, or by the sea, somewhere, just to contemplate God’s greatness and blessings on me and say, “Wait, What? I’m still here? You mean to tell me those multitude occasions that came to kill me went without me? As much as they had tried God didn’t allow them to deroot, destroy or dismember me? You mean to tell me that my brain is still functioning? I haven’t lost all my marbles, as much as the devil get on my last nerves, none of my nerves are on life support somewhere for rescue to perform CPR and pump life into that last nerve in order to keep me going? Are you serious? God loves me, even me that much still?
God, what do you want me to do for you before I leave this world? Can I give you just a small token of thanks and appreciation while I can please?” It would be an honor to give to you for your glory what I can give with good humor at heart Lord! Again, I give my all to you Jesus!
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