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Always Be Thankful

 Hey y'all!  This post is soooo late but I had a bit of trouble the last week of September.  I kinda.. almost.. passed out in the freezer section at the store.  My husband and kids insisted I go to the doctor the following day and sure enough, I was in trouble.  My blood pressure decided to go crazy on me.  I'm doing better now.  The EKG was normal, I can see, no more nose bleeds and my head doesn't feel like it's going to explode.  Thank you to all those who have been praying!  I'm on medication now and it's helping...but my pressure is still really high.  I'm still very dizzy and feeling out there so driving and standing are difficult sometimes.

However, this weekend I'm supposed to be speaking at a youth conference in Colorado Springs.  I LOVE speaking to youth because they're usually more honest than adults and we can just get down to business.  I've been really excited about it for the last month...then all this happened with my health...and to be honest I don't feel well enough to go much less have a clear head to speak.  So, I'm asking all of you to pray that God would give me strength to go and make sense when I talk.

Here is the last bit of the September Joy Dare.  Did any of you count along with me?


3 Gifts Funny:
Words of my sassy 7 year old
Boss Hog scratching against the fence till 3a.m.
Zucchini bread that dances within the pan...shhh... someone forgot the flour

3 Gifts Finished:
Housework
Dinner in the oven smellin' yummy
Chicken coop...clean...for today =)

3 Gift Flourishing:
The love I have for THIS  man
 Friendship between my kids
 Letting go...and letting God

Unexpected, Uneven, Unpopular
Passing out in the Freezer aisle
THAT chicken's legs
Standing up for what I believe in

3 Gifts Shy:
My little ballerina

3 Gifts Shelved:
Fluffy towels
Warm woolen blankets
Soft cozy sweaters

3 Gifts Shining:
Mercy
His grace
Waking to another day

Until then...
Jessie
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