My Prayer (11/25/15)

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I'm thinking about -- of all things, right? -- Thanksgiving.  I can't count my blessings.  What if I forget one?  What if I forget a hundred or more?  That's  quite likely.  While I can't count my blessings, I can begin to count.  My conclusion?  I'm more blessed than I can ever realize.  There are blessings of which I have no awareness or little recollection.

Thank You, Father of Lights, for every good and perfect gift You send (Jam. 1:17) -- those past, present and future.  You don't bless me because You have to.  You bless me because you want to. Keep me looking at You, not looking for the next blessing.  Today, I bless You (Psa. 103:1; 134:2). May Your Name be praised in each breath I take.