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Blessings

Every time I open my eyes in the morning, and every time I close them at night, I know the Lord had blessed me every day, every morning, and every night. Sometimes we miss our blessings when it is right there in front of us, and we sometimes can be blinded by the light, and can be deceived by night. You better be thankful and know that you are blessed with food on your table, clothes to wear, roof over your head, shoes on your feet, your family and friends, your health, and your ability to praise the Lord. We need to give Him all the praise we can because He deserves it forever more. We will never know how much it cost to see our sins upon the cross. He paid it all for us. So pray and praise Him all you can everyday and your cup will runneth over with the blessings.
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tiffyd1988
33 / F / West Jefferson
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Written by
tiffyd1988
33 / F / West Jefferson
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Dec 8, 2020
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