Lent 2018 Devotional: Day Thirty-Two

"This is the day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it." --Psalm 118:24

Some verses of the Bible are so well-known, they can become cliche. I heard this song so many times growing up, and seen this verse so many times on posters and throw pillows, that I can glaze over the beauty of such a simple statement. Rejoicing at life--offering thanks for the day the Lord has given us today--can be one of the most liberating prayers.

Meditate on the beauty of the day the Lord has made today. How are you rejoicing at the life you have been given?


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