Every, and I mean every, morning, I watch Spencer, our 7 yr old pomeranian, greet Carly each morning by jumping in her lap when she sits in our oversized brown leather chair. He licks her and sits on her lap forgetting all the chaos from the day before when she teased, chased and played a little to hard with him making him snap at her. But each morning, he gives her another shot at a new day, a new beginning.
Aren't we all glad that we get a chance to a new beginning each and every day with God?
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