Today, I was struck with a sudden sense of wanting to thank God for the simpler pleasures in life. The ability to smell coffee. The ability to see myself through the fogged up mirrors after a hot shower. The ability to sing loudly and badly in the confines of my car. The ability to eat leftover food. The ability to pet the cutest french bulldog EVER.
And just like that, the enemy attacked. That is, I totally didn't pay attention and reared my car straight into a stationary pole in my garage.
Of course I did. I had to laugh. And even now, I still have to. Gosh, what I am a smiling idiot.
But I am His. I can only imagine what He is thinking as He watched the basket case that I am.
sigh*
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