Thank You, Lord, for the way You orchestrated my day, making it a time of deep, heartfelt connection with my mom. From the moment I woke up, You gently prepared my heart, bringing the song Hallelujah to my ears and spirit. You placed stories in my mind to share during lunch, softening her heart, and carried our conversation seamlessly into dinner. The way You wove everything together so naturally left me with nothing but Hallelujah to sing in my heart.

My heart is broken and hurting, just like the song I heard, but through the shattered pieces, I see a greater picture that reflects back to You. Hallelujah! My Lord, You, the Almighty King, who rules over the entire galaxy, call every heart and every star by name. That is how powerful You are. And yet, with such infinite power, You love me, this tiny speck of dust in the universe, with all Your heart, and You let me call You Father. No one loves like You. How blessed I am to have a Father like You. Every time I think about this, my heart overflows with joy, and my eyes well up with happy tears.

If I could speak a thousand languages, the first words I would say in each one would be, “Thank You, my Lord.”

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

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