It is the evening of Thursday, March 7th. As I enter in prayer now, I slow my body and quiet my mind,

setting my whole being in the presence of the living God who is ever present to me.

Recalling the day I've lived,

treasuring its blessing as I look into God's face and laying its burdens at his feet. Oh, Enter his gates with thanksgiving and courts with praise.

I'm a father, in this Linton season of prayer and fasting, I ask that you'd not only work through my prayers, but work within me, even beyond my prayers. The laying aside of one appetite,

with the aid of your spirit gives rise to another.

Toon my taste buds to hunger for your presence, my eyes to see your coming, my ears to

hear your whisper, and my lips to savour your blessings which are showered upon me each day, even this one. Oh, A reading from Psalm 100, shout for joy to the Lord all the earth.

Worship the Lord with gladness.

Come before him with joyful songs.

Know that the Lord is God.

It is he who made us, and we are his.

We are his people the sheep of his pasture enter his gates with Thanksgiving and his courts with praise.

Give thanks to him and praise his name.

For the Lord is good and his love endures forever.

His faithfulness continues through all generations. The scriptures mentioned gratitude 157 times.

It also refers to Thanks or Thanksgiving another 72 times.

Now, I am no expert in math, but that makes for a whopping

229 times that the scriptures mention gratitude and thanksgiving.

In short, the Lord wants me to pay attention and to do this.

And the Lord wants gratitude to do something essential to me. Oh, Daye nou, thank you God for overdoing it when.

Thank you

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