The life and trials of a growing Christian-Day Twenty Five

Blah blah blah. That's about all I feel like saying tonight. I'm not in a bad mood or anything but I just don't have much to say. Tonight this feels like a chore, but it's one that's worth while. Why does this feel like this tonight? If I were a betting man I would be willing to bet that God never says taking care of me and providing for me is a chore. So how can I have the audacity to say that doing anything for Him is a chore when it's actually a privilege? He allowed me to wake up this morning. He allowed me to have two meals and snacks. He allowed me to go to work and come home safely. He gave me the honor of saying prayers with my little boy before putting him to bed, and He has given me the privilege of sitting on the couch in a warm, dry house with the love of my life. I am a very blessed man. So I guess this wasn't a chore, in fact, it turned out to be great. God is awesome and is deserving of ALL PRAISE, HONOR, GLORY, and LOVE. Thank You Father for loving me!