My Choice
Today's a day i choose not to let the little things ruffle my feathers.
I choose to see each bump as being little not large. This is because i choose to see it through His eyes not mine. :)
I choose to understand each thing through His mind, not mine. Then, everything falls in place; every anxiety is quelled, every frown ironed out.
Instead of rain, i see watering leading to growth and blossoms.
Instead of fire, I see refinement taking place.
I see the coming harvest, not the currently tilled earth beneath my feet.
I see His plenty overflow into my life.
I lack nothing because He is my everything and my ALL in ALL.
And if that is so, i can never have nothing because in Him I'm enriched, victorious, whole.
I choose to see each bump as being little not large. This is because i choose to see it through His eyes not mine. :)
I choose to understand each thing through His mind, not mine. Then, everything falls in place; every anxiety is quelled, every frown ironed out.
Instead of rain, i see watering leading to growth and blossoms.
Instead of fire, I see refinement taking place.
I see the coming harvest, not the currently tilled earth beneath my feet.
I see His plenty overflow into my life.
I lack nothing because He is my everything and my ALL in ALL.
And if that is so, i can never have nothing because in Him I'm enriched, victorious, whole.
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