"His-Story"

We got ’er done and in the mail
In nick of time, we get to sail
Another day – or part thereof,
With Your provision – God of love.

We tallied up each old receipt
We’d thought to hold, saw we might need;
To bring some incident it to mind,
And write it down – long left behind.

So Lord, as we begin again
To spend, earn cash, some way amend,
Help us be stewards of Your place;
Be more responsive by Your grace.

Lord, thanks for days, and memory
Of time that’s flown which now we see
In papered glimpses of our past,
As we prepare our income tax.

Thanks Lord for this.

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