I’m thankful that your Word tells us to meditate.
The peace that comes with it, is incredible.
I feel close.
VIP access to your wonder, power and ability.
As I meditate, sometimes the rain falls and I’m reminded that you call the clouds and send them where creation cries of thirst.
Despite the dreary darkness of the sky, your greenery and flowers are vibrating with gratitude.
After the rain does its job, the skies clear, and a beautiful day follows.
I’m thankful that your Word verifies that IT IS YOU, the one that beautifully dresses the lilies of the field.
Why do I worry?