Bountiful Harvest

I am blessed.  I am blessed.  I am blessed.

Back to work, but floating in retrospect of my blessed life *enter touchy NBC drama soundtrack here*.  I have friends to boast of.  I am so proud to call them mine.  God provided you to me along every aspect of my life.  The past week has been such a wonderful reflection as I caught up with childhood friends to the community God has blessed me with here in Seattle.  I’m so proud of my friends. 

Thank you for your:

Smiles   |      Laughter    |     Tears     |      Coffee, Movie, Dinner Dates      |      Imagination        |              Wisdom       |         Encouragement       |    Vulnerability    |      Consistency      |    Loyalty         |     Belief in me        |       Acceptance

Thank you for walking alongside my valleys; thank you for letting me walk through yours .          

Thank you for your faith in God, and for living a life as testament.

Thank you for being comfortable in your own skin.

Thank you for complaining/venting with me.

Thank you for pushing me.

Thank you for sharing your vulnerability with me. 

Thank you for not hiding. 

Thank you for not giving up.

I’m so proud of my friends.  I walked with such a sorrowful and bitter heart for so long.  Sometimes, it’s good to look back and count the friends who carried you despite their own brokenness.  Wonderful evidence of God's consistency and provision through my growing pains.
What a beautiful path your friendship painted.  Praise God for you! J