May 31

I was driving over to the post office to mail a package this morning when I decided --very last-second style-- to drop by the Prayer Shawl group meeting.

I hadn't planned to go at all; Brady and Adam were at a baseball game, and Isaac and Abby were at church helping with childcare so I'd intended to just be solo all morning long. But then as I neared the turn-off for the meeting location, I found myself making that turn and guiding my car into the parking lot.

And in hindsight, I'm glad I did.

I've been feeling rather off lately, and these ladies were there to listen to me. And even better, I know that they'll all pray for me as well. 

So for their presence and their wisdom and their compassion, I am very grateful.