I am thankful for my husband's extravagant love. He helps me around the house. He does laundry while I'm at class and work. He works hard to help support our little family. He blesses me with gifts, with little cards to surprise me, with a getaway last weekend!
I am thankful that my failures don't make me who I am: that God does not count them against me, but sees me as his precious child, holy, forgiven, sanctified.
I am thankful that I don't have to live focused on my sinful self. I am always sinful, but I am always a child of God: holy, sanctified, forgiven--a saint of God. This is my life, too. God lets me be a worker in his kingdom, in ways that I don't always know about, but ways that always give him glory.
I am thankful for my amazing friends, women (and a few men, too!) who make me smile, who encourage me, who help strengthen my faith, who share their wisdom with me, who encourage me, who love me for who I am.
I am thankful for my parents, and my parents-in-law: people who bless us without ever expecting anything in return. They pray for us all the time, they do sweet things to surprise us (like the Valentine's Day package my mom sent today!), they have raised us to believe in and love God, and continue to encourage us in our faith.
I am thankful for time to do homework. Time to do housework. Time to be with my husband. Time, most importantly, to spend time with God.
I am thankful for the reminder that there is so much more beyond this life. Earth isn't all there is. This life isn't all there is. To me, this gives meaning to my life right now: knowing that there is more to come. Eternity with God. Everything here points to my life with him in heaven. Suffering won't last. Sickness won't last. War will cease. Poverty will disappear. Sorrow will stop. Death will end. This life has purpose and meaning, always.