I'm most vulnerable when laying down. Falling off to sleep at night and waking through the haze come morning. It's here that my thoughts bombard and in a second can leave me gasping with anxiety.
And it's here that giving thanks rescues me.
One by one, the "thank you's" remind my heart of the good even in the midst of real bad. Of blessings in the middle of pain. Of God's love and faithfulness over a lifetime.
The wrestling begins and the victor is the same . . in the end.
"On my bed I remember You; I think of You through the watches of the night." ~Psalm 63:6, NIV
"If I'm sleepless at midnight, I spend the hours in grateful reflection."
~Psalm 63:6, The Message
Giving thanks for . .
4. Roasted Butternut Squash and Apples with Maple Glazed Pecans . . EVERYBODY liked this! (click for recipe)
5. Enough food to get creative with
6. Quiet spaces
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