It's not Thanksgiving yet.
I've joked that I felt cheated out of the month of October, and November seems to be a race.
It crossed my mind to post something I'm thankful for every day like those crazy facebookers, but it was just a second and I giggled a little.
Recently being thankful was brought to a sobering and heartbreaking reality.
A friend and her family are walking a road that we all fear as parents, grandparents, as humans.
Things can change so absolutely and without warning.
As a Christian I know without a shadow of a doubt that our God is big, has a plan, gives us promise of hope and future.
There are no promises of understanding.
No guarantee that heartbreak will pass us by.
This week I hold my kids closer.
I appreciate the mess
the chaos
the laundry that never ends
the penny pinching
the goofy questions
the quirks that make each so individual and unique.
I hold them close, because tomorrow isn't promised.
Lifting my heart to the Lord tonight.
I have much to be thankful for.
"Give thanks to the Lord, our God and King. His love endures forever."
