Heavenly Father, you can sweeten whatever is bitter. You can make us happy when we are sad. You can send rain without a cloud in the sky. You can forgive our sins even when we don’t deserve your mercy. You can make us sing when we can’t carry a tune. Thank you for loving us when we don’t deserve it. In Jesus Name. Amen.
Alice M. Pritchett, Hawkinsville
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