I thank God that I can live with great friends.
That I can use the intellect that I have been given, no matter how modest.
That my housing situation has been solved and that the worry of having to move has been taken care of (by a move, which went smoothly).
That I can be happily single, and recognize that what happens will happen.
That I have the opportunities to travel abroad extensively in the near future.
That I can worship without fear.
That I can listen to wonderful music.
That I can be transparent and not worry about being judged.
I've been listening to P.W. Gopal, the man who was the music leader at Castaway a few summers back when I was privileged to go there with some awesome guys. These are his lyrics:
You were sent to remind me of faithful things
That there are mountains beneath the sea that I'll never see
That were put in place with gentle hands
Knowing you and I will climb - we'll climb and stand
And let all His grace, let all His grace remind me
--Remind Me
Also, based on the size of his arms, I'm guessing he can lift and perhaps toss about many, many heavy things.
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