For creating my wife in such a way that she compliments me so well.
For giving us two sets of supportive (grand)parents who love us.
For all the folks who have given sacrificially of their money so that students would hear the gospel.
For giving us our sweet little boy to raise in such a way that he grows up to honor God with his life.
For not allowing us to continue wallowing around in our sin, but repeatedly saving us from ourselves.
For allowing us to live in a country where it is legal to share our faith, to worship You openly, and to post on a blog about you.
For giving us your written Word, so that we can know authoritatively what you think.
I don’t say thanks enough. I don’t say it enough in my marriage when my wife does things like pack my suitcase for me (without me asking) when I’m going on a trip, and I don’t say it enough when somebody picks up my tab at a restaurant. I don’t say it enough to the people who partner with us to reach college students. I also don’t say thanks enough when somebody donates a car to me.
You read that right. Somebody has donated a car to us! It’s an Oldsmobile Eighty-Eight, and I’m pretty sure it’s a 1998 model. All the paperwork hasn’t cleared, so we don’t have it in our driveway yet, but I’m expecting it within the next two weeks. Rest assured there will be pictures.
When we got home from the summer, we had planed on buying a car to replace the one that didn’t quite fit underneath the F350. But our finances were not in a place where we could responsibly justify a large purchase. So I sent an email to a few friends asking if they knew of anyone selling a car for next-to-nothing. It was a prayer-bathed stab in the dark, and I honestly didn’t think I was going to hear anything back from it.
A couple of weeks later, I got a call from the missions committee at our church, saying that someone had given the church their car, and they wanted to give it to us! I was blown away.
God is too good to us. You, reader, are too good to us. And I need to learn to say that more often.