I am grateful for memories of raking the gold shag carpet on Saturdays and making it look perfect.
I am grateful for memories of getting a shot at the doctor which led to Mom taking me to the fish store to get a new angelfish for the aquarium since I didn’t cry.
I am grateful for weeds to pull which takes me outside and offers me a little exercise.
I am grateful for early mornings at work to get a head start on the day.
I am grateful for memories of chapel videos at CBA. This had to be one of my favorites. It’s long, but if you can play it while you do something else this morning and just listen…wow. Wow. Wow. Wow.
And I am grateful for quiet early mornings at work when I am all alone and can listen to Louie Giglio while I work and be brought to tears at the majesty and magnificence of God and His attention to detail in creation and the brilliance and awe of laminin.