I am human.
Some days I wake up and feel dread to face the day.
I dread a chore, or a meeting, or most days –
I dread housework.
And then, I stop to pray –
and remember that I am blessed to have another day
to enjoy. To live. To be.
And I thank the Lord for my many blessings –
filled with dread no more.
May you have a beautifully, rejoiceful day.