I am thankful.
I'm thankful for my family.
I'm thankful for the life of a beloved uncle who went home to be with Jesus.
I'm thankful for my husband who makes me laugh and holds me when I'm sad.
I'm thankful for my mom, who is always there when I just need MOM to listen, pray, and love me.
I'm thankful that my dad is still around to be DAD.
I'm thankful for springtime and Facebook friends and work that keeps me on my toes.
Yesterday I told the individual members of my work team what I was thankful for about them.
If you're thankful for something that someone has done - tell them.
Don't keep it to yourself. You don't know when life will end.
So while I'm thankful for so much this week, I'm just not feeling inspired to share it all in a normal thankfulness blog post.
It hasn't been that kind of week.
It's been the kind of week that makes me want it to be over. The kind of week when Monday feels like a million days away and Friday felt like it would never arrive. It's the kind of week when you just wonder when the other shoe will drop, when the next bearer of bad news will arrive. The kind of week when the primary question in your head is, "Why?"
It's the kind of week when I realize that I have to cling to Jesus or go crazy.
When a new co-worker lost her husband in a tragic way.
When an uncle died unexpectedly.
When we're short-handed at work.
When the hubs called with an out-of-the-blue possibility.
When frustration sets in over the inconsiderateness of others.
When rumors of an out-of-control government take over social media.
I choose to cling to Jesus. The Hope who provides an anchor for my soul.
"Let us then approach the throne of grace with confidence,
so that we may receive mercy
and find grace to help us in our time of need."
Go tell someone you are thankful for them today.