come thou fount….
Lately I seem to be complaining about everything. I was complaining about having to work on a furlough friday. I was complaining about working on a Saturday, about having to wake up and be at work at 9:30 on a weekend. On my drive to work this morning I heard this song:
Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Sometimes I forget how blessed I am. God is a fountain of every blessing to me, I need to remember how good he is, I need to tune my heart so that I sing of his grace. God deserves my loudest praise for the grace that he has shown, for I sin constantly yet he constantly shows mercy. Why am I constantly complaining when I am so blessed by God’s mercy and grace; I should be constantly singing praises to him.
