This will be shorter than normal because I am tired. No, scratch that. I am weary. As in I could sleep for days in a row.

It’s a good kind of tired. I’ve been working and dog sitting and living life. I’m also on the mend from pneumonia, which I’ve heard can be a bit fatiguing at times.

The gist of all this is that God is good, life is great, and I am still blessed. Every day I wake up is still very much a gift that I vow never to take for granted.

I think that says it all for me tonight.

The end. . . until tomorrow.

“Come to Me, all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Put My yoke upon your shoulders—it might appear heavy at first, but it is perfectly fitted to your curves. Learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble of heart. When you are yoked to Me, your weary souls will find rest. For My yoke is easy, and My burden is light” (Matthew 11:28-30).