Dear Lord, thank You for this evening of peace and quiet; for this time to be still and reflect on my life. Thank You for my health and my home, for my family and my friends. Thank You for my job, my co-workers, and my students. Yes, even the high schoolers… actually, especially them. Thank You for silly things like MySpace and Facebook, where I can pour out all the drivel that my mind creates and it makes me feel better, and where silly little notes like birthday wishes from friends and students make me feel special. Thank You for my hopes and dreams, the things that help me shape the life I want to lead and the person I want to become. Thank You for all of the seemingly unrelated and inconsequential ways You bring Your Presence into my daily life.
Thirty-seven years. So far, so good.
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