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Little Miracles.

You knew, Lord,
that a little extra time to sleep in
is just what my body and mind needed today?
There are plenty of mornings when I have to hold on and carry on even though I'm a zombie,
But not today.
Thank you for helping my weary body and my restless toddler find synchrony in staying a sleep,
just a little longer,
this morning.

You knew, Lord,
that I was scared of being the new kid again.
I should be used to it by now, the many times I've been new at a neighborhood or job...
but this time the butterflies still came.
And there she was, my old friend from Gig Harbor, with her son and baby sitting behind us at church
and I know I disrupted the meeting when I ran to hug her
but I think you understand,
and my heart was filled with assurance
that this is the right place for my family
and I'll belong here, too.

You knew, Lord,
at my panic before the doctor's office
and you know perfectly the awful pain I felt there before
And while it hurt some, this time you made me stronger
and I left with joy and gratitude for the baby's health, and my health,
and your/my strength to overcome the struggles of before,
and I praise your name
for it.


Day #305



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