Grateful

For evening walks at Royal Palms Park at sunset, ducks scoot away from the footsteps, and the water obligingly reflects the artwork God is painting in the western sky.

For barefoot runs on an empty beach, every other step landing in the Atlantic, pre-dawn glow to my right.

For a yellow stucco house, and four incredible people who live there with me.

For the incessant sunshine and a dark sport coat with zippered pockets when the temperature drops to 70.

For steaming dark coffee with a hint of cream in a white mug.

For mornings to study John and James, read all the cross-references and take careful notes.

For singing, praying and reading the Word with a small group in our front room.

For a new tab and 45 minutes to practice.

For Monday morning, 30 minutes pedaling the elliptical with NFL highlights on the iPad.

For old friends and new friends.

For the atoning sacrifice of Jesus.

For NO condemnation, NO defeat and NO separation (Romans 8).