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What was it I was thankful for again?

“Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits” (Psalm 103:2, ESV)

Personally, I think gratitude is hard.

If you could read my thoughts on a random day at a random moment, the odds that I’m thinking grateful thoughts aren’t high.

More likely than gratitude is stress, to-do lists and how I can take care of myself.

On Thanksgiving, we devoted a day to gratitude. Even assuming your day wasn’t just eating and watching TV, a day can’t possibly do it justice.

On any random day at any random moment, His blessings are all around us. His loves bears us up, His patience endures, His faithfulness encircles us and His grace pours abundantly out.

For the soul that remembers, gratitude is not a special day and it’s not even a recurring act.

Gratitude is a way of life.

Look at any blessing in your life. We deserve none of it. Every blessing is undeserved and the blessings are uncountable.

So let us give thanks.


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