Scripture:
1 Corinthians 16: 22-24 "If anyone does not love the Lord, he is to be accursed. Maranatha, The grave of the Lord Jesus be with you. My love be with you all in Christ Jesus. Amen."
Observation:
Going through quarter end activity at work, for the first time in long days I went outside to take a walk around the building while speaking to a friend. In awe I was.. I was amazed by the beautiful weather and the beauty of the nature. We measure our wealth is by monetary, however, we forget how wealthy we are with the gift of nature. The trees and flower and spec of fibers around us are to maintain our being in this world to do his purpose. But as I was speaking with my friend I realized how lucky I was to have a job and be productive with my time. Having that cohesiveness in the work group can reduce much of our stress. As we were walking and wondering the trees and feeling the breeze, my look on life has changed lately a bit at a time, which bring stability and peace. Knowing he is always around me protecting me, that is the richest wealth you can every ask for.
Application:
How often do I thank and think of God? I know he is around but loving him unconditionally. Is God my priority in life? Probably not! Sad admit, daily and every minute, I need to love God for he love us unconditionally. We love him for who he is and his amazing heart. I need to love him and respect the things he created around me which bring abundance of wealth - as they work to provide a fresh breathe, road to drive safely and shall I continue?
Prayer:
Giving Father, healer of all, thank you for the beauty and the wealth you bring to us. Without your gift and the love you have for us we will not stand where we are, help me to be strong and learn to put my love for you as my priority in my life. Through you everything will fit into this missing puzzles, we are unable to finish this big puzzle our self. Your love is greatest wealth and gift we can ask for, help me to recognize that enjoy and savor every minute of it.
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