The Blessed Things We Do

I can’t be here, I have to be there.

When I am there, I wish I were here.

When I have to be inside, I want to be out.

When I am outside, I know I should be in.

Is there ever a time we don’t struggle?

Is there a time we are completely satisfied?

My mind never sleeps, even at night I dream.

If I’m not active, I wish I were.

When I am, I am happy.

Yes….that is when I am utterly content.

When I have found my purpose.

God has blessed us with the work that we do.

Be it paid or not, be it appreciated or rewarded.

Work is a blessing. Thank you God for my purpose.

May my work glorify you!

“To everything there is a season, A time for every purpose under heaven” |(Ecclesiastes 3:1)

By cushn4

I am a wife and grandmother and still doing some sewing. Writing has been a pass time I enjoy. I write to inspire, encourage and enlighten others about the times we live in. God is my refuge and my strength.

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