Each day is a blessing!

All our days have passed away in your indignation;
We have spent our years like a sigh.
Seventy is the sum of our years,
Or eighty, or ninety, or more,
If we are strong,
And most of them are fruitless toil,
For they pass quickly and we drift away.
May the gracious care of the
Lord our God be ours;
Prosper the works of our hands for us! - Psalm 90:9-10, 16-17

Lord, you know the numbers of our days
and the toil and
trouble we may encounter.
Give us the wisdom to cope
with these and to enjoy the blessings of each day.
The breath of fresh air.
The sunrise.
The warmth of a hug.
The smile of a friend.