While I’m Thinking About It

I feel the need to say thank you, God.

Thank You for giving me the mind to have You in my life. For my friends and my family. For how far You’ve brought me and for what’s still to come.

For the person reading this post and the person they’re evolving into.

I’m thankful to be walking with You. I’m thankful for the uncomfortable positions You put me in to make me better — because You know I wouldn’t do it voluntarily.

I’m just saying…

Sometimes nothing’s going on and sometimes everything is going on, but either way, there comes a time when you have to just stop and count your blessings. The kids are getting on your nerves because they’re healthy. Gas and food are high, but you’re still going to the store and filling up for the week. You don’t know what’s for dinner, but you know you’ve got options. And last night, as we slept, God kept air in our bodies while we snored and laid in our favorite positions.

I’m just saying.

Thank You, God.