First Gift

So last night when I took Finn out for his last walk before bed, I looked up at the stars and sang this song.

And ask I got to the end of the second verse…I saw it.  A shooting star!

You’re rich in love and You’re slow to anger
Your name is great and Your heart is kind
For all Your goodness I will keep on singing
Ten thousand reasons for my heart to find.

BAM! Shooting star.

Maybe I should retitle my journal “Ten Thousand Gifts”.  One thousand might not begin to cover it.

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