As I Tithe

God’s blessings shower my day.
God’s love shelters my night.
I give thanks for all He gives to me
By choosing to praise as I tithe.
He sees my needs each moment.
He never leaves me without.
He reassures me He is there
By erasing my every doubt.
In love I say, “Thank You, Lord,
For my daily piece of bread.”
I give this tithing to the hand
That keeps my spirit fed.

11-3-2000 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Tithing with the gift God gave me… poetry.

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