In spite of chronic fatigue, bone and muscle tenderness,
Even with an arduous learning curve with this bionic shoulder,
Despite wrinkles and sags and old-lady hands,
I thank God every early morning for the age I am,
Even in this senior-citizenness,
God’s mercies are new every morning.
Thank you, Andrew.
There’s always something for which we can be thankful. If nothing else, God’s faithfulness!
This poem says it all! God’s mercies are new each morning! Wishing you blessings tucked into your day today! 🙂
Thank you and blessings to you as well, Linda! Gentle rain here in Iowa.