When You don’t move the mountains I’m needing You to move
When You don’t part the waters I wish I could walk through
When You don’t give the answers as I cry out to You
I will trust, I will trust, I will trust in You!

I am grateful for self-care. I guess it comes after self-discovery. It would be so much easier to have someone else fix me, but I can, and should, take care of myself. And when I cannot, I will trust, I will trust, I will trust in you –

I am grateful that Dwight is taking care of my computer so that when my new office space is ready, it will be ready, as well.

I am grateful for the blessing of knowing John and Linda, for the time spent with them yesterday, for their beautiful story, and for their friendship that enriches our home.

I am grateful that their grandson is doing well after facing a mountain.

I am grateful for the joy of seeing Sam walk through the door.

I am grateful for my sister’s email this morning that made me laugh loud.

I am grateful for a woman who works across the hall from me. We have seen each other for two years now and never speak to each other. Smiles. That’s all. But two days ago, I asked a simple question as we were in the restroom washing our hands, and now I know her name and what she does and she came to my office and was a notary for me, free of charge, because we “work together.”

I am grateful for Royals baseball and popcorn, especially when they win and it’s salty buttery.

I am grateful for a card from Delores, an email from Ginger, and pictures from Shirley.

I am grateful for a new reminder to always be gracious and reach out to those who are gracious to me.

I am grateful that I have the opportunity this weekend to meet new friends in our new community.

I am grateful that someone went fast fooding for an early lunch today and decided to stop in the restroom with their glorious food, because when they did, their french fries scented the whole place and it was a heavenly surprise when I walked in.

I am grateful for Natia in the morning. She is ALWAYS happy and is my reminder to be the same for those around me.

And I am grateful for my Dad’s dad-isms. He has a list of them. Here’s his latest, borrowed from Steuart Henderson Britt: