Monday, December 3, 2007

Thankfulness soup

You know those moments when everything in your life combines just right and for a solid minute your heart is caught up in the praise to God it should feel constantly? Like when the last ingredient gets stirred into the soup and the aroma fills your nose until you can't inhale anymore. And you want to just keep smelling, but it's not the same.

That just happened for me. I'm still in my pajamas, making chicken soup and discovering again how much I like to cook, how therapeutic it is, and getting those fuzzy feelings of well-being every time I chop another carrot or catch a whiff of broth.

As if that wasn't enough to thrill my heart, I got a job today. It's official. I start my office/receptionist job at Eagle Publishing next Monday. I needed another part-time job after nannying comes to a sad end this week (baby's mom's job is ending), and this one is perfect: just afternoons 5 days a week, with nice people and low-stress work, an easy commute and great location (by Union Station), a chance to learn more about publishing and conservative ideals and support an organization I believe in.

The best ingredient in my soup however is the fact that Steve is taking me out to dinner tonight for our six-month (dating) anniversary. He's the best! And God's sweetest surprise of this surprising year.

Add Amy Grant's "Grown Up Christmas List" (while reading The Kite Runner) to the mix, and an extra dash of God's presence, and you have the perfect recipe for happy tears and a thankful heart.

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