Counting My Blessings

Dear God,
    My prayers, both written and spoken, have been scattered, as there have been many changes and even more things for which to be thankful. Thank You for being with us when we moved. Thank You for providing a beautiful home which feels more as a sanctuary than anything else. Thank You for healing my body when I was fighting pneumonia. Thank You for being with Ira through his surgery and recovery. Thank You for bringing me through that time and for giving me the strength to endure. Thank You for opening up the door to a job that I love. A job that contains opportunity to grow. Thank You for new friends who challenge as well as encourage me. Thank You for the people that I love so dearly; without them, without You, nothing I do means anything. Most of all, Lord, thank You for loving me in spite of myself. Thank You for dealing with me where I need to be dealt with and thank You for mercies and grace that I know full well I am not deserving of! Thank You for calling me Yours in spite of my humanity! And thank You for loving me enough to not let me wallow in my humanity!