Thank You

Thank You.

Never have I said so little, but meant so much. Lord, Thank You.

I have always wondered how I would handle it if the school ever called me with an emergency. Well, now I know. Not to good, but not too bad.

Meaning Katie was not that badly injured and I didn't handle it all that good. I have many talents, but multi tasking is NOT one of them. I do things one at a time. I have tunnel vision. Trying to squeeze several things into my attention span is hard for me, but that doesn't mean I can't apply myself to do it better. Improve with practice. Thank you for the practice.

Yesterday I tried to keep my vehicle on the road while my full attention was someplace else.
I'm also less than adequate in making quick decisions. (boy aren't I great catch...employee wise).
Do you send angels to help out in these situations? Because I think I had some help. Thank you for all the things you do that I just don't understand.

I'm thankful for the peace you allowed me to feel. I'm thankful my daughter will heal. Tonight I feel blessed.

The bond Katie and I share is your work. You retrieved it from it's hiding place. You made the proper repairs when I broke it. You painstakingly dusted and cleaned it. You displayed it yesterday for the world to see. We are your masterpieces. You are the Artist. I pray for your light to shine on this work forever.

"Create in me a lasting work."

Amen.