Every morning I struggle. And every morning I run into this:

Let us come before His presence with thanksgiving- Psalm 95:2

And I remember her encouragment.

I’m only on the 40’s since I’ve been inconsistently coming back to this much-needed way of life (like gasping for air) every once in awhile. But I gasp again:

46. A cool morning walk before what will be a very hot day.
47. 9 year old boys laughter at 6:34am.
48. For the one True Story

Learning to breathe giving thanks,

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