today i was walking out of the house with four things in my hands. none of those four things was the keys. i had locked the door and was about to shut it when a picture of the keys popped into my head. i grabbed the door at the last second just right before it shut. phew! i grabbed the keys off the wall and looked directly up and said, "Thank you, thank you, thank you. and thank you. and thank you again."
small thing in the long run, but i didn't have time to climb up on the garage roof with chas (to climb in the bedroom window) to recover the keys. plus, at this rate, climbing up the ladder this pregnant would have been nothing short of crazy and absurd.
so i saw God today. and He showed me a tender mercy.
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