How beautiful is morning? The air is crisp and it is quiet, peaceful. The sound of birds chirping from my window lets me
know that God has given many of us another day. A second chance at life is all many of us need. The sun has peeked over the
roof of the home across the street, directly into my eye it shines. Thank you Jesus! It is only the middle of the week and so
much has happened; chess moves have been made, deals have been closed or broken, some new actor will get his or her
big break, friends have become enemies, people will become criminals today, minds will change, love will endure, love
will destroy, love will pop the question. There is so much happening at this very moment, in this morning as on every
morning. Oh how I love morning! I open my eyes and say Thank you Jesus. Someday I will be able to open my eyes
every morning in the arms of the man I love at which time I will say, Thank you Jesus. Every morning I wake up I am
humbled, greatful, thankful, for the micro moment I am at peace.
Tempera Mental
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