Thousand Gifts 649-678
649. new coffee kiosk at the hospital
650. feeling well enough to attend soccer practice
651. Fields of Faith
651. Fields of Faith
652. a healthy 8 year check-up for Camden
653. multiple good days in a row
654. Camden's joyful face each day when I pick him up from school
655. date night!
656. a walk in the park
658. Casting Crowns
659. Voice of Truth
660. music that moves me
661. having my mom with me
662. 3 straight days of running errands; shopping is fun!
663. falling leaves
664. fall decorations
665. baby clothes
666. eyelashes finally long enough for mascara
667. eyebrows that are beginning to frame my eyes
6678. Rory's sweet voice telling me how much she loves me
669. Camden's fabulous report card
670. a lower CA125 level
671. glowing report from Camden's teacher
672. the color purple
673. travel safety for my parents
674. that Grandpa and Grandma got to be here for Rory's soccer tournament
676. successful Clearview launch
677. lazy days
678. Matthew 6:28-34 "And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."
I'm including these pictures from Saturday for no other reason than it makes the photographer in me happy considering they're straight out of the camera. Working on the poor quality pics from my catch-up post (in progress) was making me a bit depressed. Yes, I'm a perfectionist. And, yes, it makes my life (even blogging) more complicated than it should be. Trying to learn to let the perfect go, cause it's impossible to achieve "perfect."