It’s been the kind of week that has just flown by. The weather has been a little weird – we went from normal cold at the beginning of the week to a day where it was 50F to being really, really cold. I think by Tuesday it’s supposed to get back to “normal cold” range. I’m thankful that we’re all staying warm over here.
This past Thursday was the first one in which I was able to make it to Bible study again. I’m surprised at how much I enjoy going.
I’m grateful that in the midst of something that is really bothering me, the person I called to listen did so.
I’m grateful for old friends who think of me to invite on random Zoom events. π
I’m thankful for all that I have around me to read and to listen to and to take in.
I am grateful that something I was kind of concerned about went through successfully. I am thankful that it seems like even looking at “worst case scenarios” for something I’m concerned about, it won’t be terrible.
I’m grateful that by and large, it’s been a pretty quiet week. Sometimes, that’s all that I can ask for.
More than I can say, I am grateful to all of you – for reading, for responding, for friendships, and for prayers.
Oh, yes, and I am grateful for the event scheduled to happen tomorrow. (I was sick this morning and ended up with a very long and very strange dream of being in the White House and being mistaken for somebody who was supposed to be keeping track of J.D. Vance’s kids in the middle of all the last-minute preparations.) π
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Breath of Hallelujah 
Your dream made me laugh out loud. Were you thankful for it, too? Dreams can be so amusing, and many of mine are a great relief to wake from, and know that whatever predicament I was in is no longer a problem!
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It was weird, because it was neat “seeing” things from an inside perspective, but it was somewhat stressful because I kept wondering how things were going to end… I don’t have any idea how I got there in the first place, but I felt I couldn’t just up and leave because that would “out” me, but I figured that eventually I’d be figured out anyway, even though the kids weren’t there during this period. It’s like I had been shuffled in with people assuming I belonged when I didn’t, but getting out of it was going to be somewhat difficult.
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