Sing praises to the LORD. . .
tell the nations what He has done.
You have Christmas every day. Your gift bears, not toys and books, but God Himself!
His work: on the cross and in the resurrection. As a result, your sin brings no guilt, and the grave brings no fear.
His energy: it’s not up to you. You can do all things through Christ, who gives you strength.
His lordship: He is in charge of you and looks out for you.
His love: what can separate you from it?
Who could imagine such gifts? Who could imagine not opening them?
from ‘Come Thirsty’
written by Max Lucado
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jAne * tickleberry farm
So very beautiful, Adreinne ~ Love and Hugs ~ReplyDelete
A beautiful sentiment Adrienne. We have so many gifts to be thankful for every day:>)ReplyDelete
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Christmas every day.....wonderful post!ReplyDelete
This is a perfect reminder, Adrienne!ReplyDelete
A true gift, indeed!ReplyDelete