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Things I am grateful for...

I got behind on my devotions, like I always do, so tonight I am playing catch up. One of the devotions I do on YouVersion is about prayer and wants me to tell someone 10 things I am grateful for and why. I am currently in a very quiet house so the only way I can tell "someone" is to write it on here. So here it is...
  • First and foremost I am grateful for my Savior. Why? I am really bad about not reading my Bible everyday and not praying as much as I know I need to, but when I do get back into it He is right there waiting for me. No one on this earth would do that. I know I wouldn't be there for someone that constantly walked away from me when I made it so easy for them to include me in their life. God does. I have learned that there is nothing I could do to change that and grateful doesn't even begin to describe how that makes me feel.
  • Next is my husband...there are so many reasons I am grateful for him. He is an amazing father, a great husband, an inspirational leader to young children and comitted to what he belives. But what I am grateful for most is that he loves me in my mess. He has stayed with me through 2 bouts of postpartum depression (that lasted a LONG time) , my low self esteem, the ridiculous amount of weight i gained during and after each pregnancy and so much more. He accepts me as I am and for that I will be forever grateful.
  • I am definitely grateful for my kids because they rocked my world in the best way possible. They continue to help me overcome things I didn't like about myself, but have learned to change since becoming a mom. They are just plain awesome.
  • My best friends are next. The 3 people I consider to be my best friends helped pull and continue to help keep me out of the dark hole I was in when we met and they have no idea. I am grateful to them for that.
  • My church! John and I weren't in the best place before we found Cornerstone. Not only did our marriage need us to find a church be we as individuals did too. We have both grown so much in 3 years! They took us in with open arms (just like they do everyone-no joke) and I am grateful for that.
  • My family- I don't really know how to sum it up other than that they have been supportive through everything. Even when John and I told them we eloped at 18. ;)
  • This is another thing I am grateful to God for, but it has such a big place in my heart that I think it deserves a bullet of its own. I am grateful for the experience of being homeless when I was 15. I am so grateful and I learned so much during the 110 days we stayed in that shelter. I am also grateful that I have never again been in that situation.
  • I am grateful for the people who took me in at 17. That was a rough time for me but because of the people that supported me I made in through. There are definitely things I regret about that time and the way things ended but I will always be grateful for the compassion and generosity I was shown during that time. If there was a way to pay those people back for it I would In a heartbeat. 
  • Technology. Weird right? I am grateful for technology because it keeps me connected to my friends and family and makes it easy for me to access my Bible all the time in a compact form.

Looking at this list I realize that it all comes down to God. He has blessed me and my family with the people, situations and things on this list. Without God this list would be empty....


"Great is the Lord! He is most worthy of praise! No one can measure His greatness."- Psalms 145:3  

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  1. I love you so much and nothing could ever change that! You are my true love, my best friend, my partner in our walk with God, and the best wife and mother to our kids. I am so glad they have you to look up to. I love you so much.

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