My heart begins to break when I see how blessed I am. It isn’t a feeling coming from my own effort to cultivate a grateful heart but comes from the Savior’s touch. He touched my eyes, the eyes of my heart, and I see the goodness of God. My natural sight was dim, disillusioned by the world around me that always seeks for more. Striving. Ungrateful. In haste unable to see God.
But by His grace He brought my heart to a place of quietness. There His Spirit within stirs me, welling my heart with grateful praise.
Stop be grateful.
God dwells in the praises of his people.
Blessed beyond measure.
Day by day, a gift from god. Each person in my life a precious blessing.
This awareness overflows my heart to joy and love.
Burns within me the fire of His spirit.
To know Him.
Just to have him open my eyes to gratitude is one of the greatest blessings of all
Join me in asking him to continually open our eyes to his amazing blessings in our lives.
Through this prayer I find my heart is changing. When He pours into my heart to knowledge of His goodness I am broken from myself. Freed to love others when abandon, joy and almost glee.