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Today is mothers day...

As I look back to the happenings of the past months, I have only one thing in my heart: Gratitude.

Gratitude to God for his unfailing love for me, especially the times when I felt so alone and so forsaken. God never left me, He never left my side.. I could feel his arms around me, I could hear his voice speaking to me, telling me how much he loved me, reminding me of how good his plans for me are..

Gratitude to God that I am still a mother to such a beautiful child ,gratitude to God that every time she looks at me my heart wells up with joy. Gratitude that despite all she has been through she can still smile, a smile that lights up a room and leaves such an impression on any heart.

Gratitude to God that my marriage is still solid strong. The challenges have made us closer and stronger, Gratitude to God that am still so in love with my husband...Gratitude that what would have easily destroyed our home God is using to bless and bind us together.

Gratitude to God that my love for him has grown more, gratitude that even though the enemy has tried to steal my joy in divers ways my joy has remained intact..

Gratitude to God that I believe him more than I did yesterday...my faith in him is unchanging. If God has said it..I believe it and that settles it.

Dear reader..do you see the glass half full or half empty...
How you see life reflects in your attitude towards life..
God wants us to have an attitude of thanksgiving no matter what we go through in life
He says BE THANKFUL....
say A prayer of thanksgiving right now...you have so much to be grateful for!
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Comments

Dachi Arikpo said…
Indeed, I have every reason to be grateful. My Pastor reminds us "if you have lost anything, God is the reason you did not loose everything".
I remain thankful to God cos He has made all things well. Lord am Grateful for my Home, Husband, Son and job. Thank you Lord.
17 March 2013 at 16:21
Stella Agwor said…
Amen sister,thank God for the grace to be thankful..there is so much to be thankful for.God bless you.
18 March 2013 at 16:15
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