My walk with the Lord

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My walk with the Lord starts in the morning. I greet the day with the biggest grin, look up at the sky and think what a wonderful shade of blue, or gray, or slate it is.

I thank the Lord for clouds, if there are any, or for a clear day, if there are not.
The colors he creates overwhelms me, and I often want to ask Him, if I could, for the hex values.

I thank Him for the green in the trees, the feel of the breeze on my face.

My walk with the Lord is on a leaf strewn path, very pretty, and I see Him in the patterns, the artful design made by the random way they fall on the concrete.

My walk with the Lord continues all day.
I thank Him for whatever weather He gave that day, good or bad, rainy or sunny.
I thank Him for the blessings throughout the day, all the graces, everything that happened.]

This was written last year, when I lived in Bedok.

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