Confession

I'm sure you have already guessed it, but I stopped listing.  I got 1/3 of the way into my 1000 and I went to FL for a week and I would have had to write almost continuously to keep up with the flow of little and big things in my days there that whispered or shouted God's love to me.  And I came home and never got back into the swing of things.  At first I was listing in my head and just wasn't taking the time to write them down.  The farther I get from it, the more I forget to even list in my head.  And I was busy, and mistakenly accepted that as a valid excuse.  And I've been thinking lately about my perspective on life and how it has gradually been shifting back to a place of worry instead of trust, and realizing that my intention to pick the list back up - at first it was "tomorrow" and then "next week" or "once school starts" or the always vague "eventually - isn't good enough.  I NEED the list, to help me with perspective.  So I'm bringing my notebook back out and laying it open on the table right where I left off so that I can start counting again.  And hopefully see a change for the better in my heart.