Maybe you can tell by now that I am a pretty good starter but not a very good finisher. Lots of days I think about telling you things that I never really get written. Like when someone gave me a gift certificate for an hour long massage. I had not told them or anyone else that my back has hurt every day since I stared treatments, but God knew.
I meant to tell you about the evening I was tired and just a little hungry. I has just decided to eat some oatmeal cereal when the doorbell rang. The pusher of the doorbell was a friend with a gift, for me, hot oatmeal cookies. God knows the desires of our hearts even before we do. See, while I was running around getting tired that day, this friend was at home making cookies. When I was riding home, they were driving over to my house. When I was putting on my pj's, they were driving up in the driveway. When I thought of what I wanted for a snack, cold oatmeal cereal,the doorbell rang and God showed up with exceedingly more that I had even imagined.
There are more things that I hope to get around to telling you but for now this will have to do. It is Saturday and Michael is home. Goodbye for today and thanks for caring.
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