Mr. Standfast

"Nothing taken for granted; everything received with gratitude; everything passed on with grace." G. K. Chesterton

January 23, 2004

I am suddenly glad to be alive this morning. Not that I was morose or down before this. Perhaps I was just "mucking along." "Hanging in there." "Getting by." This morning, though, I want to pile the rocks like Joshua's tribe beside the Jordon. This morning, faith seems as natural and gentle as a freshening breeze, as real as roses. Lord, You are so good to me!


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