Today was one of those days where nothing went quite right. Nothing was went wrong exactly. But nothing went as smoothly as I was hoping. My potatoes over cooked. I let the bread rise to long. My errands took longer than I anticipated. The fabric picnic basket came out horribly awkward even on the second try. Goose is up way past bed time. The house is a mess. Not a bad day. Just a day full of reminders of my humanness (is that even a word?).
Thankfully there was also a few quite hours at the sewing machine. The chance to try and encourage and minister to some one who was there for me when I desperately needed encouragement. A family dinner celebrating a special person. Fresh baked bread. Pretty fabric to work with. And the anticipation of an evening spent in bed with journals, fabric, and HGTV hoping, dreaming, and planning. So tonight, I am thankful that I am humane, thankful that I serve a God so much bigger than I am, and thankful for my super fluffy comforter.