Morning by morning our moods shift and our circumstances waiver, yet, the Son never changes and is still worthy of all our praise. The Son is the object of our Thanksgiving.
Thanksgiving is tied to the finished work of Jesus Christ on our behalf. There is always a reason to sing.
A misty morning song ~
Sing songs, hymns and spiritual songs to the One who is with us in all places. He who looks with compassion on all our ruins, whose redemption waters pour over our wastelands and deserts. The One who places a crown of salvation on our unworthy heads. With us on the mountaintops and in the valleys, our escort to the shores of eternity. Forever faithful One, Jesus.
There is forever a reason to give thanks. Peace be with you today and every day. We are loved beyond measure!
Happy Thanksgiving! xo