One day at a time, sweet JesusI love that.
That's all I'm asking from you.
Just give me the strength
To do everyday what I have to do.
Yesterday's gone, sweet Jesus
And tomorrow may never be mine.
Lord help me today, show me the way
One day at a time.
Just one day. Or maybe one hour. Even better one minute. Just give me one more.
It's like the prayer I used to utter every morning: "Lord, may I today gladly, happily accept whatever comes my way."
Gladly accept.
Happily accept.
I usually can accept when things go the way they should go. I can accept people for who and what they are, deal with things that cross my path, etc.
However.
When I am targeted for whatever reason, I get a troubled feeling and it's more difficult to focus on acceptance. My need for justice rears it's ugly head. I want to explain "my side" and deflect the sword - which has actually never fallen.
I am trying to ACCEPT that JUSTICE has it's own time and place. Eventually each of us will stand before our creator and answer for what we've done. I know where I've failed and what I'll be asked. I am not looking forward to that event. But I also know that I have learned and grown away from that person who is fearful of that event. I am wiser and better.
Can you say the same?
God blesss,
Kari
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