It was a loooong day.
A day filled with so many minor annoyances that they began to feel major.
At 8:30 PM I told Jamison, "I try to live a thankful life. Today was hard. So I guess the part of my day I am thankful for is that when the baby pooped in the bathtub it was the tub I had not cleaned yet this week."
In all reality, I have much more than that for which to be thankful. Though I am weary, I choose thankfulness.
"Because of the Lord's great love, we are not consumed, for His compassion never fail. They are new every morning, great is Your faithfulness." Lamentations 3:22-24
Tomorrow is a NEW day.
Thank you Jesus.
