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You did it: you changed wild lament into whirling dance; You ripped off my black mourning band and decked me with wildflowers. I’m about to burst with song; I can’t keep quiet about you. God, my God, I can’t thank you enough.

Psalm 30:11-12 MSG


The unthankful heart discovers no mercies; but let the thankful heart sweep through the day and as a magnet finds the iron,

so it will find,

in every hour,

Some heavenly blessings! Henry Ward Beecher


What heavenly blessings did you find today ?

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