Dustin Kensrue is playing on Spotify, my hoodie and shorts are uber duber comfy, the patio door is open, and a couple robins just came to hop around on my rain covered deck.
Sleep is something my body has decided it needs little of at night (but it sings a different song as I drag through each day) so my thoughts right now are not very deep or put together. They're more like a jumbled mess of cobwebs and fog.
One of the top ones at the moment is how much I love Rice Krispy treats. I mean, seriously. They're so good. Chewy and sweet and crispy and comforting. Yum.
I really don't care if that paragraph makes me five years old. They're delicious.
Another top thought is how very thankful I am for the Body of Christ, for Biblical preaching of the Word, for the joint times of singing praises to our King.
Sundays are beautiful. I'm so glad God created them.
I'm thinking about how very trustworthy our Heavenly Father is. I don't always live like He is. Lately He's been teaching me even deeper levels of trust and waiting on Him and it's so painful at times but so rewarding to rest in His sovereign plans.
I'm an absolute mess when I don't trust in His sovereignty. Just ask my best friends.
Another thought floating through the fog of my brain is how incredibly, abundantly, unbelievably blessed I am by the numerous friends and family in my life. Some of them are affectionately referred to as "framily". Yesterday I was telling my bestest cousin how I have no idea how I ended up with so many beautiful people in my life. The goodness of God astounds me.
God is so very good.
Praise the Lord!"