Giving thanks
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Doctoring (Thanksday #82)
I’m sick. I’m sick and I’m tired and I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired. It’s day eight of ill and I’m no better off than day one. So I finally sucked it up and went to the doctor. (Because Greg stood there staring at me until I dialed the number and made Continue reading
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Soaring (Thanksday #81)
We first moved to these mountains exactly three years ago. These mountains — this good land, a land of brooks of water, of fountains and springs, flowing out in the valleys and hills — where we have eaten and been full…it’s been a blessed three years. The first few weeks of driving Jaana across the Continue reading
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Partaking (Thanksday #80)
I was out running early this morning, while the dew was still on the ground. And I thought more about how the manna fell with the dew in the night (Numbers 11:9). And I thought about how the dew leaves everything so wet and hydrates the grass and the plants and the flowers, and how Continue reading
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Running (Thanksday #79)
The breakfasts were ready and the lunches were packed and the backpacks sat by the front door ready to go. I kissed little heads goodbye and kissed the scruffy cheek goodbye and left to gather up my manna for today and run. The weather was crisp and breeze was cool and the leaves have already Continue reading
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Gathering (Thanksday #78)
The Israelites were grumpy and complaining and shaking their measly fists at God asking why, why had He brought them to the wilderness to die of hunger? And the Lord saw their need and supplied for them and said they would see the glory of the Lord in the morning. And He rained down bread from Continue reading
