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My Morning Manifesto

Because I need a better plan, or maybe just one that I'll actually follow....

~My day will begin early and with the Word.

~My hands will reach first for my Bible.

~I won't attempt to give out of an empty cup. Even if it's just for a few minutes my thoughts will be gathered and I will pray for strength and peace.

~I'll remember my purpose and my message. I'll remember that my message  is damaged if i can't at least attempt to live out my beliefs.

~I will praise and fill the cups of my family, for a gentle answer turns away wrath.

~I will not take grumpy attitudes personally, for we all are on our own walk.

~My attitude will not depend on others, for my God's love doesn't depend on mine.

~I'll give grace as well as accept it.

~I'll let things go rather than let them fall apart.

~I will smile. I will laugh.

~I will stop putting all life on hold to get through lessons. Life is a lesson. We won't let school work define our whole day.

~I will remember Micah 6:8, I'll seek justice and love kindness and walk humbly with my God

~I will remember Colossians 3:14-16, I'll clothe myself in compassion kindness and humility... Because I am dearly loved. And I'll let the peace of God rule in my heart.

 ~I will remember Romans 12 the whole chapter, I'll not be conformed to this world... I won't think more highly of myself then I ought to... My love will be genuine... I'll rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer... I'll bless those who persecute.... As far as it depends on me I'll live peaceably with everyone.

 ~I'll live LOVED. And I'll serve my GOD. With each day I'm given.

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