July 8

As morning creeps its sleepy head above the charcoal sky and the flowers receive their moistened dew, we praise You. We are thankful this morning for the Sabbath songbirds. Thank you for the chorus of Your winged-fowl. We thank you for the last few moments of our star-studded canopy. And as the day pulls up its shade and the timid night fades, we are reminded of today's new responsibilities and honors. We realize that our life is a testimony to all that we say we believe. May all who see our life, find Him in us we pray, in Christ's flawless name.