I forget to thank him....

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I forget to thank him....

Short Story by: TwoStepz

Genre: Religion and Spirituality

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Short Story by: TwoStepz

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Genre: Religion and Spirituality

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Summary

Sometimes we wander through the day and take life as it comes, the happiest parts are coincidence and the ugliest parts seem to leave us with the question of 'why would God do this to us?'.
Truth is; he doesn't.
He holds our hands through those times and fights the devil with a cold stare that would send shivers against every humans spine.
God is there for us, whenever we need him!
We just don't see it.

Summary

Sometimes we wander through the day and take life as it comes, the happiest parts are coincidence and the ugliest parts seem to leave us with the question of 'why would God do this to us?'.
Truth is; he doesn't.
He holds our hands through those times and fights the devil with a cold stare that would send shivers against every humans spine.
God is there for us, whenever we need him!
We just don't see it.

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Submitted: May 14, 2012

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I wake up in the morning and look outside, it’s a drowsy day and my mood suddenly sinks.

I forget to thank God for the day.

I brush my teeth and watch myself complaining about what I look like, pretending that I have a mono-brow and purposely get at myself.

I forget to thank God that I'm alive and well.

My clothes are put on my back, my breakfast is made and I moan about not being able to eat anything greater and sweeter for breakfast.

I forget to thank God for all my luxuries.

I walk to school with a friend that makes me laugh a little, but it spits with rain and I start to complain again and curse at the ground.

I forget to thank God because I am not in drought with pure starvation.

I sit in class and fade away from the nagging voice of the teacher and mess around, not caring at all.

I forget to thank God because I am living in a safe environment with a clean and large spaced class.

I get home from a long day and watch TV and moan about the drowsy weather outside, meaningless as it is, I still moan.

I forget to thank God because I am in a warm house with a roof over my head.

The minute I rest my head on my pillow and clasp my hands together I thank God: I thank him for the friends he has given me, the love he has shown me, the grace he has gently placed on this Earth for his people, the roof over my head and the bed I am laying on.

I thank God for everything.

 

 


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