To Him, I’m thankful for the opportunities to combine my ordinary with His amazing.
The visit to a neighbor’s house is short—squeezed in between preschool and nap time—and I strain to understand her fast use of my second language while my kids climb on my back.
To Him, I’m thankful for His ability to make things squeezed out of the temporary last forever.
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