Grateful for sweet birthday wishes from new and old friends.
Anxious and unable to pinpoint why… which makes me more anxious.
Angry at suicide and stupid people.
Encouraged by Glenn, Alli, Charlette, and Alex.
Contemplative about priorities.
Stretched continually out of my comfort zone and ironically enough becoming more comfortable with that.
Blessed by Gods creation of animals.
Challenged by the desire to squeeze more into each day.
Hopeful. Ever hopeful. Someday soon this glorious, painful, temporary life will be over. Sweet heaven.
Exhausted when I try to do things with my own strength.
Energized when life-giving words come out of my mouth that I know aren’t my own!
Round and round it goes. Damn monkey bar brain jumping frantically from thought to thought, feeling to feeling.
Breathing in grace filled air and I’m grateful again.
Psalm 121: 1 I look up to the mountains— does my help come from there? 2 My help comes from the LORD, who made heaven and earth! 3 He will not let you stumble; the one who watches over you will not slumber. 4 Indeed, he who watches over Israel never slumbers or sleeps. 5 The LORD himself watches over you! The LORD stands beside you as your protective shade. 6 The sun will not harm you by day, nor the moon at night. 7 The LORD keeps you from all harm and watches over your life. 8 The LORD keeps watch over you as you come and go, both now and forever.