Day after day, as I watch dawn rise over the city, I think of blessings rendered.

I often think of a love so tender.

Day after day, in moments of quite reflection, I think of obstacles conquered.

Day after day, I think of prayers answered.

Day after day, as sunset falls over the city, I think of what’s to come.

Knowing that I have control over only my own thoughts and actions.

Day after day, I think of victories won and others yet to come.

Day after day, I realize who has been the constant, God.