You know what I'm figuring out? That there's a definite correlation between my thanksgiving and my attitude. And evidence points to the need to pick up my pen and count more often.
#721 "The Way" by E. Stanley Jones -- I picked this little treasure up for 25 cents and what a blessing!
#722 peace ... as of a weaned child with this mother
#723 six nursing home residents "sunning" on the front porch
#724 rain streaks cascading in the distant sky
#725 the deafening sound of rain pounding the car
#726 streets lines with blooming confederate jasmine ... oh, the fragrance
#727 quaint seating and anniversary dinner at The Pink House in Savannah
#728 afternoon coffee among eclectic decor -- Coffee Fox
#729 what fountains are made for ... little children's energy
#730 church bells in the city
#731 the way evening shadows fall
#732 a mother's face watching her son pitch in the major league for the first time
#733 that ALL things came into being through Christ (John 1:3) -- and that includes ME!
#734 two lizards ... mating on my deck -- birds do it, bees do it, even little reptiles do it
#735 a fawn in the backyard
#736 a good night's sleep
#737 the end of the storm
#738 a 2-year-old cuddled in my lap and my reading the same story "again" and "again" and "again" ...
#740 for this journal of 1,000 gifts -- God's love-letter to me
Yes, that helps immensely. Attitude adjusted...
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