I feel like I’m repeating myself with all this thankfulness, but I don’t want to take it for granted. Longtime readers will remember, I was sad. I was mad. I questioned. I struggled to trust in God’s plan for our lives, not because I didn’t believe there was one, but because I didn’t want to diminish the power of God by proclaiming that He is good only when my life is good. God is good, all the time. Even when I am sad. And that’s okay. Now, the doubt is lifting. Life feels good. It makes sense. I am at peace. I am confident. And most of all, I am so thankful. Isn’t that such a good way to feel? Peaceful. Oh boy, I am thankful for that especially.
Photo from this greenhouse