Like most of the people I know, I suffer with the pains of age. I can smile at them too. Nights can be long, but gratitude can change the way I experience it. Our pains can be the gentle reminder to pray for all who suffer in this world and hope for the next. The greatness of my gratitude is the measure of my true wealth.
“On my bed I remember you; I think of you through the watches of the night.” Ps.
