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Many years ago a friend asked me if I would type a collection of poems that her grandfather, P. J. Wolz, wrote. He was not famous . . . just an average person who worked hard and was trustworthy. He lived his life for God and was this girl’s hero.
Of all the poems he wrote, my eyes and heart stayed with a simple two line poem. I call on it frequently to remind me of what’s really important as we walk with God.
“How wonderful, at evening, to be able to say,
‘What a day! Lord, What a Day! Because I could pray.’”
These words tell me that no matter what kind of day I’ve had, it’s been a wonderful day because I can pray. Any time. Anywhere. That I should be praying all through the day and enjoy communication with my Heavenly Father.
Remember . . . He’s always there. We just have to call on Him. That’s really important!
The beautiful picture is of Mount Hood in northern Oregon. My friend, Cindy Dunigan, snapped it. A beautiful end to a beautiful day!
A peaceful thought, a peaceful image. I have found peace by reading. Thank you Carol.
ReplyDeleteAmen my friend!
ReplyDeleteWhat an awesome priviledge we have, because of Jesus, to even be able to enter the presence of a Holy God! Praise Him for seeking US even while we were sinners!
ReplyDeleteAmazing. Amazing grace.