A dozen. Twelve eggs in a carton. The eggs that my chickens lay are a beautiful brown. Some are speckled. I like it when all twelve spots in a carton have a fresh egg sitting proudly in them.
“Father, You are a Wondrous Creator. Here in our house, we love our eggs! It is still exciting each day to collect the eggs. Gifts, each one. I appreciate the nutrition that they provide for my family. I know that so many are in need of just that, even right this moment, all over the globe. Dear Lord, hear their cries! You have said that You are the Father who gives good gifts to His children. I trust that You will. Thank You! Amen.”