As I wondered this evening what to write about, I looked out the kitchen window and saw a sunset and realised that I was grateful for such a sight. Not that I struggled to find things for which to be grateful, it's just that earlier today one of my sons told me of the death of a young friend over the Easter weekend. My heart is very full as I think of all that I am grateful for right now and that poor grieving family.
A sunset might then seem like a frivolous thing for which to be grateful, but the sunset was a visual reminder that even when we're not always consciously aware of it, God is in control. He set the world in motion, and seasons and times come and go, and nothing - nothing - takes Him by surprise.
And for that I am very grateful.
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