just made some coffee, sitting on the couch with beulah, about to get ready for church. and i am content.
i was thinking about my dad. and how almost every day he sends me a message that says, "love you sweetie". i am blessed and so fortunate to have the parents that i do.
and what i do isn't especially meaningful, but i find so much joy in life (my life!). three years ago that was not the case, three years ago, i didn't know where God had gone, and 2 and a half years ago, i stumbled upon him in the desert.
as i sit here drinking my hot coffee on an overcast sunday, it's hard to believe that God saw the possibility in renewing my heart. so he did.
on the most simple of days it hits me, i am joyful in this life, in this body, and in the Lord i serve.
and that is a great feeling.