...it was my last. Even if it were my very last day spent
with you, I can joyfully say that right now I am satisfied with the last twenty
four hours spent with you and that, that is how I would like my every day to
be.
Today started out like any other day:
Today started out like any other day:
1. I woke up.
2. I had not enough time to spend with you. And it wasn't seeming to work out how I had kept
planning it to be.
… but wait… I stopped. I stopped to spend time with you. I
sacrificed time I knew I could be spending with a friend and chose to spend it
with you. That is what you desire, my time, my heart, all of me… just as I am.
Then, I missed chapel, the place where I was supposed to
experience you the most. Or, so I thought…
I procrastinated on homework to the point I had to miss a
class and finish my major assignments during the class period.
(But wait… before you start to judge me, let me state my
case and why I believe there was a turn around to my day)
That wasn’t the only prayer answered today. I began to pray for those around me, trusting that God had the ability to move in their lives using the words He lead me to pray. I no longer worried about praying seemingly repetitive things. I was talking with my Daddy, my Comforter, my Provider… the good and faithful God.
And as the day draws to an end (and really while another one begins) my heart is full to overflow. I pray that I may be a blessing to those around me tomorrow and that I am able to, with an ever-increasing glory, reflect my Father and Savior in all that I do.
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