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  • Writer's pictureAnna Maria De Guid

On Thanking God


My son Chris often tells me my mind always thinks the

same way - that everything good comes from God.

If something comes my way, my words are always, "Thank God!"


So naturally, when I was watering our dying but revived tree,

and a flower fell close to me, I thought, "God must be telling me that the tree is thankful for all the care I am giving it."


Until I looked at the grounds and saw that there were many

other flowers that have fallen. I smiled to myself. It must be the end of the flowering season. But then again, the tree could very well have died two years ago until it was revived.


It was all good. Thank God.

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