Praise God for the blessings pictured below that depict only a small portion of what actually walked through our doors last week. The where, when and how continue to leave me scratching my head as I am anything but worthy to receive these gifts. I am anything but holy and anything but righteous, and yet my Jehovah God continues to pour it out, leaving me speechless again and again.
The number of times I’m forgiven, and the depth of His love will continue to elude me until it is my turn to go home. And while on paper I may look like the owner, in the grand scheme of things, I’m barely a manager and every ounce of credit, glory, praise and adoration belongs to my Heavenly Father, period.