Thankful that Jesus holds me when I am frustrated.
Thankful that He’s my husband.
Thankful He picks me up when I fall, which is so often recently.
Thankful He understands this crazy “mentalpausal” time I’m experiencing.
Thankful He’s there, even when I don’t feel His presence.
Thankful that even though my new boss doesn’t respect me and motivate me, that Jesus does…
He’s loving me through it all.
Maranatha…I long for my true home.