Every good and perfect gift comes from above- James 1:1
A family that has been sick for the better part of a week, finally recovering. Pumpkin spice lattes and time alone in a coffee shop, to write. Misty gray skies punctuated with the vibrant flaming colors of fall. Community. Friendships. Pumpkin patches. Sleeping in and eating French toast on a Sunday morning. A church that I really love going to, this afternoon. All good gifts that I thank God for.