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August 1
"Morning & Evening"
Charles Spurgeon pg. 431

"Thou crownest the year with thy goodness"Psalm 65:11
God blesses us richly every hour of every day. When we sleep and when we wake, His mercy waits upon us. The sun may leave us a legacy of darkness, but God never ceases to shine upon His children withbeams of love. Like a river, His lovingkindness always flows with a fullness that is as inexhoustible as His own nature. Like the atmosphere which surrounds the earth and supports the life of man, the benevolence ofGod surrounds all His creatures. Rivers are swollen at certain seasons by the rain, and the atmosphere itself is sometimes filled with more fresh, more bracing, or more balmy influences than usual. It is the same with the mercy of God. It has its golden hours and its days of overflowing joy, whenthe Lord magnifies His grace before the sons of men. The psalmist tells us that the harvest is the crownig of the year. Surely these crowning mercies call for crowning thanksgiving! Let us offer thanks by the inward emotions of gratitude. Let our hearts be wramed, and let our spirits remember and meditate upon goodness of the Lord. Let us glorify God by yielding our gifts to Him.


This caused me to generate my list today!
31) Thinking of Autumn, I thank you ahead of time for the beauty stored in the leaves hanging on the trees.
32) Pumpkins
33) Apple pie
34) Cool nights, AHHHH
35) Hot apple cider
36) The fact that God waits for me
37) God shines on us. I feel it even now.
38) Thank you for Charles Spurgeon
40) Model airplanes (Ed just brougt one home to build with Nathan)

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