The blessing that is marked on my life is so clear and evident to Satan that he constantly picks at me.
If I spend time and mind space worrying about the last thing that someone did to tick me off, that someone did to brush me aside. Just plain upfront rudeness - how much less time am I spending in the presence of our Lord and Savior.
God is good all the time.
He loves me, comforts me, blesses me and waits for me.
Though God doesn't wait to grant the blessing.
He does look forward to my coming to him with my needs.
