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Plugging Along Happily

I love life. I mean really love my life. Now don't get me wrong, life is hard. I was talking to a close friend of mine tonight and realized as I was convincing this person how good life is that I really do believe that. It seems easy to get bogged down by trial, and don't we each have a lot of it? I was sitting at dinner the other night and realized that I was the only one at the table whose husband has a solid job. All of the sudden I felt ashamed for wishing we made more money. What is more when your husband makes none or is on the verge of making none? Then in the last two weeks I have had two friend's mothers pass away and another friend's uncle pass away. In the mean time Mark's Aunt who I love dearly is dealing with cancer concerns and her health is failing.

Of course I haven't even touched on the myriad of trials that are besetting our nation and world daily and there is so much of it. But it doesn't change something precious to my heart. The Lord loves me and cares for me. He knows my needs and cares about them because they are important to me. How tender he is.

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