Counting to 1000: Picked Out Just for Me



I am not a good gift-giver. Choosing the right gift for someone stresses me out, so I procrastinate until my gift is both lame AND late.

God, on the other hand, is quite good. It's like he knows exactly what I need.  Some of his gifts are for all of us, but 12 years ago, on April 15, he gave me something he picked out just for me.

Here he is:

I'm so thankful that this gift...
-tells me I'm doing a great job almost every day.
-wakes up in the morning AND enters our home in the evenings with an intentional smile on his face.
-uses words like "pretty", "adore", and "thanks" as part of our regular conversations.
-can laugh at himself.
-makes my heart go pitter-patter when he wears his cowboy hat.
-has a gift for vocal imitation (our dog "speaks" in the voice of Kevin from "The Office).
-models strength, humility, and self-control for his children (and his wife).
-seems to enjoy everything I cook (with the exception of that one salmon pot pie experiment).
-smooths out my rough edges of worry and overreaction.
-seeks God.
-leads, but mostly loves.

So thanks, Lord, for such a great gift.  I just love it.  It's WAY better than a gift card.