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1238-1252, Psalm 116

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1238. Blank slates
1239. New beginnings
1240. Celebrating the new year with loved ones
1241. Looking forward to all that He has in store
1242. A wonderful visit with my mom
1243. Ugly/Beautiful - overwhelming organizational projects that I need to finish up/keeping the house tidy will be much easier once I finish them
1244. Remembering I can do anything for 15 minutes
1245. A sign on a friends wall "Keep it Simple"
1246. The friend on who's wall it hangs
1247. A moment of quiet
1248. Hot Showers
1249. The Lord's prayer, and how it seems to apply no matter what the circumstance
1250. Blake - "what in the wowld", "oh man" (grandma-isms)
1251. The boys tears for Grandma - so thankful that they know and love her
1252. God's consistant, never-ending love & grace

Psalm 116
 1 I love the LORD, for he heard my voice; he heard my cry for mercy.
 2 Because he turned his ear to me, I will call on him as long as I live.
 3 The cords of death entangled me, the anguish of the grave came over me; I was overcome by distress and sorrow.
 4 Then I called on the name of the LORD: “LORD, save me!”
 5 The LORD is gracious and righteous; our God is full of compassion.
 6 The LORD protects the unwary; when I was brought low, he saved me.
 7 Return to your rest, my soul, for the LORD has been good to you.
 8 For you, LORD, have delivered me from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling,
 9 that I may walk before the LORD in the land of the living.
 10 I trusted in the LORD when I said, “I am greatly afflicted”;
 11 in my alarm I said, “Everyone is a liar.”
 12 What shall I return to the LORD for all his goodness to me?
 13 I will lift up the cup of salvation and call on the name of the LORD.
 14 I will fulfill my vows to the LORD in the presence of all his people.
 15 Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his faithful servants.
 16 Truly I am your servant, LORD; I serve you just as my mother did; you have freed me from my chains.
 17 I will sacrifice a thank offering to you and call on the name of the LORD.
 18 I will fulfill my vows to the LORD in the presence of all his people,
 19 in the courts of the house of the LORD— in your midst, Jerusalem. Praise the LORD.[a]
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