–Oswald Chambers, My Utmost for His Highest (11 November, "The Supreme Climb")
Tired. It's been hard to rest. Even knowing my limits and His providence, I am restless. Knowing prayer is nearly all I can give should settle me more than it does. I'd love a nap before Community Group arrives at 19:00, but it is not to be.
God is so good to me, unimaginably so. If I only count the blessings I know, they are enough for me to praise Him. What of the things I do not know, on earth and in the heavens, and the things I could never begin to quantify– all that He has given and prepared in love?
Lunch with Jeremy today. He is a delight, growing in character and faith. On Sunday he brought me a videotape of Unbreakable. Just the reminder and comfort I needed. He loves me well without realizing it. It is a beacon of God's goodness to me, an example that helps me remember all I have lost or may lose is at best an echo and at worst a substitute for His rich blessing.
A trip to the grocery store showed telltale signs of Thanksgiving's approach. I am not ready.
My grip is looser now than it once was. My heart is complicated but thankful.