...the electric pencil sharperer,
that aided in the sharpening of the bazillion pencils that needed sharpening this morning,...
...along with the electrical outlet that provided the energy,...
...and my sore fingers that God created to hold pencils.
I am thankful for the bazillion pencils that need sharpening and the overflow of prayer in my heart for the students in Jinja, Uganda who treasure only one.
I am thankful for the Warrior Daddy's fuzzy socks and his flannel pajama pants which warm my limbs upon the cold concrete floor,...
...and the sun shining the painted tree's reflection right next to me as I sharpen away.
I am thankful for their beautiful faces smiling large in front of me from past Christmas cards, reminding me the purpose for this mundane task.
I am thankful that He is faithful to continue to bless and teach a Momma who woke up unthankful for another day's troubles.
Thank You Jesus for loving me with a merciful heart.
"But you, O Lord, are a God merciful and gracious,
slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love and faithfulness."
Psalm 86:15
