Lizzy is eating a few chocolate chips and is watching retro sesame street episodes.
I have been on the phone talking to both sides of the family about Thanksgiving plans, working on a last minute "urgent" work related project, thinking about how I agree to help at a youth group thing tonight when I don't really have time to - but kinda want to, and have been debating on when to call Sabrina's mom and chat with her about the medial insurance info I just received in the mail from the state we live in. I wish our state would catch themselves up on where Sabrina is living...they did put her there you know.
Anyway - in the midst of all of that I came across this:
And my heart said, yes, this describes it. That is where I am...praising God with my "cold and broken Hallelujah".
It won't always be this way. Just for now.