On Sunday morning I decided to run a route that would take me back to the street where I fell. This time I went running after the sun had come up. I wanted to get a look at where I fell on Friday to see if I could tell where it had happened.
What I saw was a street that was full of cracks, There were so many of them that I could not tell which one I had stumbled over. What amazed me was that I had made it as far as I had without falling. The street surface really was not a good place to run on in the dark.
As I ran home, I thanked God for being with me on my run that day. Now that I had seen the street in the light of day, I realized that things could have been a lot worse.
I begin to think of how much I have been blessed by God. I have been incredibly blessed every step of my way.
I wonder if the same thing isn't true for you. Haven't there been times when you have believed that things have gone pretty badly? I bet, though, that if you could see things in the light of day - like I saw that street surface - you would realize how fortunate you really are.
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