Thanksgiving 2: A car made an illegal turn and hit the
sweetheart’s car. Thankful for God’s protection. Thankful I didn’t drive my car
(I usually do but the sweetheart had insisted she wanted to drive that day).
Thankful that the timing was just right. A second sooner and the car might have
been crushed or it might have flipped. Thankful that both of us escaped unscathed.
Just thankful that God preserved our lives. What an evening.
Thanksgiving 3: Thankful that in the midst of all the
hustle and bustle, the stress and tasks needing to be done, there’s a quiet
assurance guiding from within as I go about my work; that still small
voice. It’s like a bubble which sets aside that communication channel from
the outside world. It’s super awesome.
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