Living On A Prayer

So earlier today I received a txt from my mom that read "I was able to walk away from an accident that could have sent me to the hospital." Immediately I felt weak, the realization of mortality pertaining to the person I hold dearest on this earth was enough to send my mind on endless trips. 


I've never claimed to be the most religious guy around, but its something about trials and close-calls that draw you nearer to our creator. This very week has been a struggle for me, throughout I promised myself that I would be thankful for all the little things because I sure didn't have access to the larger things my heart desired. Something as simple as a free breakfast at work gave me an opportunity to thank my creator for what he has done, and even what he will continue to do.


My mother is a Jesus warrior, I'm surprised it hasn't rubbed off on me quite as much as it could have. Nevertheless, I realize that God has shown favor in my life & to ignore that would be blasphemous.


So every time i'm down or i'm broke... I remember what I have been provided along the lines of relationships and material possessions & then I think what I could be and everything I didn't have to be provided.


"We are all living on a prayer, just make sure you cherish that open forum with our creator... A day will come when you need it... & a day will come when you don't." -@ConnorODay


"A comprehended God is no God at all." -Gerhard Tersteegen