The journal is setting on the kitchen counter.
It is a simple, blue spiral notebook…the kind one sees at back to school sales at Wal-mart.
In itself, is nothing special, and yet, it full of the most special.
Each word and phrase penned from a thankful heart.
Every word a reminder, of gifts so freely given to me.
Simple things, ordinary things, daily things…
How often, before the journal, did I gloss over the everyday moments,
not really see them for what they are?
God is so good…and I am so loved.
He shows me this a million times over.