I am thankful that I was raised in a home where even though we didn't have much there was never the slightest hint that we didn't have more than enough.
I am thankful that I was raised in a home where music was always just waiting to happen. And usually not too long.
I am thankful that I was raised in a home where church was a highlight of the week, a family "outing"--and no one seemed to mind that church was on Sunday night and Wednesday evening too.
I am thankful that I was raised in a home where the beauty of God's creation was always viewed as extraordinary.
I am thankful that I was raised in a home where Christ reigned and the Word was adored,
Sometimes it is all too easy to forget to say "thank you" for all those
blessings that you did absolutely nothing to earn or deserve. I was
immersed in God's grace as a child. My life is a miracle of His love.
Thank You Father.
Thank You Father.
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