My thoughts and actions are so insignificant compared to the minds God created that have shaped our world. We walked out of that movie on Sunday night, mind blown and resolving to see it again, just to untangle all the information swimming in our heads.

All I have to figure out is how many Skotcheroos to make for tonight’s Bingo group. And my world was slightly disrupted yesterday when I had to go home to meet the satellite tech guy after an appointment was made so he could show me how to use one remote instead of two, just to turn the smart tv on.

I say it quite often, and I will say it again: I am so glad I am not in charge of the world. However, we would all be eating Skotcheroos and picking up Bingo markers off the floor rather than blowing each other up. There is that.

I am grateful today that although I feel very insignificant at times, I know I matter to a handful.

I am grateful for Thursdays with my Bingo bunch who always make me feel significant and eat whatever I bring.

I am grateful for a decent grade in Ethics and the internal “last day of class” feeling as we sat in the movie theater and watched the culmination of my summer education on morality or the lack thereof.

And I am grateful for a 4:30 in the morning butterscotch and chocolate sample.