Let us toast to the memories we’ve made and thank our Lord for this day….
Waiting for the procession, I took a moment to gather my thoughts. A new life begins though some are almost gone as the sun sets over past memories. Some are good, some bad, some happy and sad, but in His midst, life goes on. We follow our heart as our spirit leads us not into temptation but to the glory of God’s everlasting love.
I hear the strings of the lyre playing, and I realize that life is a little like a piano wire stretched across the mast of an old schooner ship. It relentlessly waves in the stormy seas and fights to survive when lightning strikes. Our journey is already paved though, as we are saved by the grace of God.
In our own life of twists and turns, we recollect in much the same way. We reflect on our own journey’s ups and downs as our heart pours out. Tears shed, but broken hearts mend, creating memories of years past.
So, where do we head from here? I’ll hold your hand if it helps, but God knows time is short. Therefore, live every single day like it’s your last, for you just may leave behind a legacy that would make a difference for the cause of Christ!
Point your sails toward the setting sun and enjoy the refreshing coolness that ushers in, for the moon will rise behind you, and guide us home to be with our Lord. Our hearts will shine on into eternity.
Be thankful for God’s blessings! Remember Him in all that you do and make Him #1 always. Though life is a Catch 22, let us toast to the memories we’ve made and thank our Lord for this day…. there are no promises of tomorrow. Amen.
You came into my world when I was nothing but a piece of clay…
A pristine love and joy are bringing me such happiness. I’m so grateful for all you’ve done. The miracles and gifts that have entered into my life…you have truly outdone yourself! Another week older yet look at where we are – I praise your work! The countless hours you give of yourself; no one knows the love you have for me. I’m not worthy. A meager, old and gray man, I have nothing to offer you but my heart today.
Looking at morning’s heaven, I try to thank the stars above as angels came swarming around my soul last night. I’m so enlightened as I reach for my cup of coffee.
I feel your presence while looking across the coffee table. Like a mirage, a real miracle, I cannot thank God enough for you. So I write for the world to read of my undying love I have for you. You came into my world when I was nothing but a piece of clay, molding me into yours. You take my thoughts and give them life. For that, I’m eternally grateful.
In the cool and damp, on the first day of fall, I’m counting my blessings. Only you could have made me, ME. Humbled, I never in my wildest imagination would believe all this was possible. Anointed, I know things like this just couldn’t happen to everyone, every day.
I give thanks, praising your good works. Just to be in your presence should be enough but you came to be with ME. Giving up your life to see what you believed in me would prosper, I love you so!
Jesus, thank you…