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Some days, you just don't feel up to snuff.  That's what my Granny used to say.
Yesterday was one of those days, and I am so thankful for a loving husband who comes home and doesn't complain about what I didn't get accomplished.
I'm thankful to have friends who read my blog, are an e-mail or phone call away, should I decide to call them.
I'm thankful my friends aren't "yes people" who only tell me what they think I want to hear. I like the fact they shoot straight with me.
Modern appliances...can you imagine how difficult life would be without a washing machine, dryer, electric oven, electric-pump well, car, telephone, computer, or hot water heater?  Blessed, indeed! :)
Positive attitudes...my sister who continues to count her blessings even though her life is one big unknown at this point, a high school friend who is praising through pain after burying her mom last week, a church friend who smiles while hurting and watching her mother steadily decline in health, and the list goes on and on and on...Do these people realize how much their steadfast faith encourages me?
A secure job...yet another niece posted last night that their only source of income is now on the line. Sometimes we groan about getting up on Mondays and Thursdays (after a weekend and late for us night at church), and yet I should be praising God there's a job for us to get up early for.
And the list goes on...
Isn't it great that God's mercies are new every morning?

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Jennifer said…
thanks, Monica I needed this post......I'm thankful for the blessing of you:)

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