Thank you God.

May I just say how blessed I feel as of late? The past 6 months have honestly been the most peaceful and encouraging time I can ever remember. Possibly back to those days of childhood where you never really had a care and everything was good and free and safe. I’m not saying that there haven’t been times when I dealt with strife or complications. I am saying that I haven’t felt attacked by them. I knew God would pull me through whatever situation I was in.

My new job has been one of the biggest reliefs. I never wrote about my time at the library that much (well at all really). I wish that I had because I did truly love being there. But in an attempt to seem like I was doing such a bang up job with offering this program and that event, I had dug a hole for myself that I was finding harder and harder to get out of.

I now work at a church. I manage the office and arrange the schedule of the facilities as this sweet little congregation is growing to help other and reach out to them. No it’s not my home church (and everyone finds that odd) but it’s a church that treats me as one of their own. My days are much quieter, slower paced, and end at the same time as the rest of my family.

And that has been the truest blessing; being a family together. For the longest time it was like I was a ship passing them in the night. Now we move together more (for better or worse).

Thank you God. Thank you for your blessings. Thank you for your faithfulness.