Sitting here writing (so many) thank you cards, re-reading birthday cards with so many kind messages. And I can't help but remember that 3.5 years ago I sat in the car and lamented to J, "I literally have no friends."
It reminds me of the end of junior year of college, staring bleakly into senior year with no post-grad prospects, no letters of rec. By graduation, I had 9 thank you cards to write, for 9 different people who had written me a letter of support of some kind.
Somehow God takes my poverty, my nothing, and multiplies it into something.
Only God can multiply by 0 and still come out with something.









