Counting What Counts
Gratitude isn’t always loud. Sometimes it shows up in quiet noticing. Some mornings, I wake up, and my mind goes straight to what’s still broken. What’s still unresolved? What still hasn’t worked itself out? And then something in me shifts. Maybe it’s the coffee. Maybe it’s the light coming through the window just right. Or maybe it’s God gently drawing my attention back to what’s still good,…
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