Thanksgiving.

I like to think that I’m not one to post super cliche things.
But, here I am, about to tell you what I’m thankful for on this holiday.
{This silly holiday. But, that’s another blog post about the silliness of all our American holidays.}

I’m so thankful for the beautiful freedom I have because of Jesus.
I’m so thankful He’s always redeeming my broken selfish heart.
I’m so thankful for His mercy & grace.
I’m so thankful for His unconditional, pure, perfect compassion that understands & values life in a way I never will.
I’m so thankful for His heart for me.

I’m so thankful for my sweet husband.
I’m thankful for his kindness & love in my life.
I’m thankful for his joy & pure excitement about our little baby.
I’m so thankful for the way he desperately wants to always do what’s right… For his love for justice & kindness & mercy.

I’m so thankful for our little baby who we will meet so soon.
I’m so thankful that through this pregnancy it’s been made evident just how selfish my heart is.
I’m so thankful that we’ll meet this sweet little wiggly girl any day now.

I’m so thankful for my parents.
Thankful for their generosity & patience, for their prayers over the years.
Thankful that they never gave up on me, & have so lovingly supported me.

I’m so thankful for my sister.
Thankful for her beautiful laugh; that she’s such a good listener.
Thankful for her sacrifice to come see me & baby soon.

I’m so thankful for John’s family.
Thankful for their laughter.. for their time, for their acceptance of me into their family.
Thankful that our little girl will have such a fun family.

I’m so thankful that I have a husband who understands & knows me, who listens to me & pursues truth with me & for me.
Thankful that he’s supportive of me as Mom {even before I’m really there}. Thankful that he has a heart that longs for truth & compassion.

I’m so thankful that God’s provided for us so I can stay home with baby when she comes.
Thankful that I’ll get to watch her grow, that I’ll get to have the precious first moments with her.
Thankful for our midwife who will help us welcome her into this world at home, safely.

Thankful for the understanding He’s given us, the passion He’s given us. The willingness to communicate with each other that He’s given us.
The grace that He gives us to listen to each other & work our way through tough conversations. The shared passion He’s given us for truth & righteousness.

I’m so thankful that I get to spend today with almost our entire family, {& that they’re coming to us}.

Beep, beep…

{That’s supposed to be a busy signal…}
Because that’s what this Thursday is: super busy.

I am driving to Orlando early on in the day.
Meeting, lunch, meeting, time with Mom, Nomsa Laundry Days, Nomsa Thursday dinner & Bible study.
Then drive back to Lakeland at like, 10 p.m.

{Side note: the laws were changed yesterday & it’s now illegal to feed the homeless in Orlando, again.}

Anyway, since I don’t have much time for a real update, it’s going to be

Random Thought Thursday

Our dresser broke. We need a new one.
I want: an ice cream maker, a sewing machine, & especially: nice kitchen knives.
I have  bags/baskets of toiletries & cleaning supplies to give/throw away. Any takers?
Our futon is driving me crazy. I’m ready for a real couch.
We had new friends over for dinner tonight.
{We kinda met via the blog, but, as it turns out, have lots of friends in common.}
John is currently playing a new song on the guitar.
This song comes from a list we’re making of songs we’d like to sing to Baby Roque from day 1. {or, before.}
John felt the baby kick, for real, tonight. Super cool.
I’m almost done with my first real WordPress theme customization.
The last couple of weeks has been the most amazing as far as community goes.
{Real conversations, comfort around people to be vulnerable & honest, more people in our lives…}
I hope my car makes it through the day. It wouldn’t start yesterday.
Today, we received our 100th comment on the blog. {Not counting spam.}

& Random Thought Thursday brought to you by John

If I played guitar 4/7 days a week, I’d probably be pretty good.
It will be strange {when the time comes} to see my wife not pregnant anymore.
Education without action is pointless.
Jesus wasn’t American.
I struggle daily between the things that will effect littlest’s physical world vs. littlest’s heart.
I need to take my shirts to be dry cleaned.
It amazes me how little time it takes to clean as you go.
Also, how little time it actually takes to just clean something that’s messy.
My favourite part of sleeping is dreaming of my wife.
My favourite part of waking up is seeing her face, first thing.
My newest favourite thing is the baby’s “dancing” to whatever we’re listening to.

PS – John’s now singing “Your Body is a Wonderland” of course, he’s improvising…
About how I need to get off the computer, how we don’t sleep through the night.
He’s the cutest.