My oldest daughter arrived here on Tuesday, driving alone from Vancouver. That meant tackling the long desolate Alaska highway during some cold temperatures and dicey driving conditions. I’m thankful that God brought her here safely—that he kept her tires on the road, kept her truck running, and gave the her wisdom to handle the circumstances. And I think she learned a good lesson, too: She says she will never do that again.
I’m thankful that the eight-month-old husky-border collie pup she brought with her is fitting into the pack. Youngest son, who does most of the dog discipline and care in this house, was a little stressed thinking about adding yet another dog to the mix, but so far it’s working out well, and that’s a really good thing.
I’m thankful for the peace that surrounds me: peace in my country, peace in my home, peace with God.
Throughout this year I’m planning to post a few thoughts of thanksgiving each Thursday along with Kim at the Upward Call and others.