Garage Space-- one inch at a time

Another day of perfect orbit for Earth! And we had a good hard rain in the middle of the night! Thank you, God! And I had the day off to spend at home, with my continuous quest to find a place for everything, and to put everything in its place, while Jill did the same with her stuff in her room until the next phase comes about.

For what it's worth, the mosaic marbles and chopped pottery plates are all in there very own space, and now there's room for the biking accessories on top of the cabinets. Woo-hoo, one little tiny area organized!

Someday, there will be time for mosaic projects again!

On to jars and vases. Who knew we had so many? Everyday this week the trip to Goodwill has been postponed. When the van is full I'll have to go. 'Til then, there's always one more thing.

It's back to my day job tomorrow. It'll start out early with Prayer Group. Lots of prayers for lots of people who need jobs; Marilyn who needs white blood cell donors and healing from infection in her lungs; and way more children out of school who need supervision and someone who cares where they are going and what they are doing; my sister-in-law who had surgery for a bone spur in her back; and my brother who needs a job; and my s-i-l and b-i-l who need jobs.

And lots of thanks for my husband and daughters for making my life so much fun and interesting.

Today

"You can't have a pity party if you have a thankful heart." That's what I discovered about 10 years ago. But if I was my friend Marilyn, I'd be having a pity party. She's having a very tough time, and I know that God is with her, but she's having a real struggle just breathing these last few days. No, now it's weeks. But she's so strong and so faithful. She'll keep fighting for every breath until the infection clears.

I keep praying for healing. I keep praying for strength. I keep thanking God for her. I keep asking God to forgive me for asking over and over for healing for Marilyn. Now my prayer is that she'll get all the white blood cells that she needs. And thanks for all the people who have white blood cells to give. And thanks for all the matches there will be. And thanks for all the wonderful doctors and nurses at MD Anderson Hospital. And thanks to God for all the tender loving care he sends through all the doctors and nurses, and through Jerald and Elizabeth and Stephanie, and many others.

"This is the day the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it!" Somehow, I've got to believe there is joy in every day, and something to be thankful for in every situation.