I'm grateful for the opportunity to say the liturgy online...for as long as it lasts.
I'm grateful for times when the house is quiet and everyone else is sleeping.
I'm grateful for the escape of fiction.
I'm grateful for laughter and acceptance.
I'm grateful for opportunities.
I'm grateful for my little friend Yofi - it was her 5th birthday this week.
Never thought I'd say this, but I'm grateful for driving lessons because it affords Morgan and I some time together in the car that we wouldn't ordinarily have. Since she is 17, she doesn't much want to hang out with Mom.
I'm grateful for gentleness.
I'm grateful for a cloudless sky one morning this week upon my rising and a beautiful view of Mt. Rainier. This time, there was a silly, little cloud perched just above the peak of Rainier that looked just like a halo.
I'm grateful for ibuprofen.
I'm grateful that my husband was concerned about me when he saw that I was not myself.
I'm grateful that I don't have any more swap commitments on the docket.
I'm grateful for time spent with my kids.
I'm so very grateful for sunshine!
I'm grateful for my friend Susan and her gentle prodding to be grateful everyday.
|Larry & Lisa|
I'm grateful for the good conversations I was granted this week - it's good to clear the air and communicate like mature adults.
Every day has been so different and I never know what's going to transpire. I'm grateful for the hope of mornings.
I'm grateful that the LORD enabled me to get a couple more hours sleep this morning.
I'm grateful Lisa was able to share her extra bluetooth with me when I lost the one I had just purchased.
I'm grateful that those that were stalking me online have not discovered my other blogs, or find them uninteresting.
I'm thankful that my daughter is making an awesome reputation for herself at Miracle Ranch.
I'm grateful that I made it through this week, to be honest!
“Each of you, for himself, by himself and on his own responsibility, must speak. And it is a solemn and weighty responsibility, and not lightly to be flung aside at the bullying of pulpit, press, government, or the empty catchphrases of politicians. Each must for himself alone decide what is right and what is wrong, and which course is patriotic and which isn't. You cannot shirk this and be a man. To decide against your convictions is to be an unqualified and inexcusable traitor, both to yourself and to your country, let man label you as they may. If you alone of all the nation shall decide one way, and that way be the right way according to your convictions of the right, you have done your duty by yourself and by your country- hold up your head! You have nothing to be ashamed of.”
What are you grateful for this week?