As I have grown older and certainly after I made the landmark 50th year, I take joy in the very simple things of life. This morning as I awoke before the sun was up, I took my Bible and coffee on my back porch, bundled up in my soft robe and took in the smells of the morning. My gift today came in the form of God’s precious Word washing over me as the sun began to warm the day. His Word to me, “My mercies are new each morning” spoke loudly in my soul. At that moment, I was not insignificant. I was His, all His. God, thank you for the gift that I keep unwrapping all day.
By: Sharmen Oswald