I see His good gifts.
And I keep counting.
Dirt under fingernails.
A morning to de-clutter.
Letting go of stuff.
A mid-week dinner out with a close friend.
Husbands who encourage us to stay out as long as we like.
Hours of uninterrupted conversation.
Freshly mowed fields.
Peonies in bloom.
Running alongside my biking girl.
Her desire to help me train.
Wandering through the woods with my boys.
That hour we have to wander during Hannah's ballet class.
Wonderful news of good health for a friend, following months of tests.
Peace and joy beyond understanding flowing from a beautiful woman of God while her body continues to fail her.
And a daughter blessed to care for her mother.
Resting in God's goodness.
And the certainty of His grace.
The list goes on...