Thursday Thanks Tank
( a time to intentionally redirect my gaze and give testimony to the ways God blesses me) How is God filling my tank this week? First, I'm going to walk a ways down memory lane and then head on to the thanks tank. Bear with me as I get a little nostalgic on you: Have you ever just had an a-ha moment blast you out of nowhere? I had one of those recently. When I was growing up, we had a nightlight in our bathroom. Just a little plastic box with a light in it that had a Scripture verse on it. My mom probably got it at our local Berean Christian Bookstore. I truly never thought much about the nightlight or what it said. It was just always there. It lit my way to the potty if I got up in the middle of the night. It shed a warm glow at the end of the hall way if I needed to find my way without waking anybody up. That is, if I came in late once I had a curfew ( and oh, did I come in late more than once! So I got to be an expert at all the squeaky spots in