I am thankful for (in random order):
- Christ, truth, the fruits of the Spirit. Faith that has been tested but has endured. Unshakeable.
- Family. I am the infertile woman who ended up having 3 babies. A miracle, really. And I’m married to an easy-going guy who loves me. A blessing.
- Protection. Reed was hit by a red-light runner this week, and the wheels of her truck were on the hood of his car. Yes, the hood. 2 more feet and they would have been on top of him. He walked away from the accident unhurt (after he got the door unjammed). My brother Mike returned from Iraq this past week after this second tour. He has amazing stories of protection. He felt many times that his life was spared.
- Goodly parents. They taught the truth, they live it. They’re the real deal.
- True friends. Thanks for loving me, for being encouraging and supportive. For laughing with me.
- Art. For the understanding and peace that comes from cheap acrylic paints and brushes, gel medium, glaze, and bits of paper.
- All the little things that are really big things. A hummingbird outside my window. The Arizona sunset burning orange and red and purple. A new pen for my journal writing. Napoleon Dynamite magnets. The smell of Hambly. A bowl of oranges and pomegranates on my counter. Books that move me.