Tuesday, May 8, 2012
I'm blessed by my family. I love them, even when they drive me crazy. I love how I've grown up literally surrounded by books, and animals, and nature. I'm glad I was taught to value learning, not just credentials.
I love how God heals... even when you didn't realized you needed to heal. It's like our bodies. It's working to kill every infection and germ you didn't even realize you had in you. God works the same way with us emotionally and spiritually. Sometimes treating these wounds can make us feel drained, but it's just a symptom of the healing. It could be so much worse.
I love being at peace with Ryan. I love spending time with him. I love how he loves me.
I love when I hear how God comes through, answers prayers, heals people. Gifts them with hours of lives... or days... or years. It gives me hope.
I love how I have people I can go to with prayer requests and know they're prayed over.
I love how I have faith in the power of prayer. I know that faith is a gift.
I'm blessed by so many small things. Thank you.
Linking up with Gretchen.