9 weeks

9 weeks and I couldn't be more excited.

At the same time, I can't help but think of people struggling and in desperate desire for a blessing of their own. Some yearn for a child, some yearn for healing, some yearn for comfort from a loss, and some just yearn for rest. I am praying for you, even those I don't know.

For what I do know is that I'm no one special. I'm no more special, Godly, righteous, or worthy of a blessing than anyone else. I am no more worthy.

God, thank you for this blessing. I do not know why I get to receive it, but know that I hold onto it tightly, preciously, and with great, great thankfulness.
Thank you, Lord, for another day.