Grace in the Small Things

1. Worship music at my church. It gets my soul a-goin!

2. A Sunny halfway warm day.

3. Talking to people at church.

4. The perfect pair of dark jeans.

5. A fairly clean apt.

6. A possible trip on the horizon!

7. Being able to rejoice with the Sabens about their adoption. Jesus moves mountains!!

8. Feeling good and being able to go to Sunday church TWO weeks in a row!! (this is huge for my sickly self, HUGE)

9. Finding out that my fave cheap ligloss has NOT been discountinued, its just only carried at certain stores in town. YAYS!!

10. Talking to Joey on the phone this morning. Today is his birthday. He was so excited!

11. Bananas

12. Finding out that its not my chocolate syrup that tasted weird, it was the off brand ice cream! WHEW!!! Seriously, that relieved me!!

13. Books by Tamera Alexander.

14. The Song- Beautiful One I love, Beautiful One, I adore. I <3 that song!!

15. Easy to do curly hair.

16. Finally biting the bullet and working out. (only once but hey!)

17. Sunlight through open blinds.

18. Cardigans.

19. Ballet Flats. LOVE THEM.

20. Friends who know you.

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