Reasons for me to like my job:
1) work with diamonds
2) met with famous governor, local anchorman and pianist
3) received a pair of diamond earring
4) free watch
5) Christmas party at Fogo de chao
7) ate yummy yellow watermelon
8) and more...
I'm so thankful to have these blessings from work, but my heavenly Father is my real blessing that is greater than anything else. If I die, I will lose everything but Him. If I have Him, I have everything.
O LORD, the king rejoices in your strength.
How great is his joy in the victories you give!
You have granted him the desire of his heart
and have not withheld the request of his lips.
You welcomed him with rich blessings
and placed a crown of pure gold on his head.
He asked you for life, and you gave it to him—
length of days, for ever and ever.
Through the victories you gave, his glory is great;
you have bestowed on him splendor and majesty.
Surely you have granted him eternal blessings
and made him glad with the joy of your presence.
For the king trusts in the LORD;
through the unfailing love of the Most High
he will not be shaken.
Your hand will lay hold on all your enemies;
your right hand will seize your foes.
At the time of your appearing
you will make them like a fiery furnace.
In his wrath the LORD will swallow them up,
and his fire will consume them.
You will destroy their descendants from the earth,
their posterity from mankind.
Though they plot evil against you
and devise wicked schemes, they cannot succeed;
for you will make them turn their backs
when you aim at them with drawn bow.
Be exalted, O LORD, in your strength;
we will sing and praise your might.
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