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My cup overflows...

Sorry for the delay in postings....life has truly been crazy, but in the best way possible. We have been studying, working, playing and spending nights in the ER. I apologize for my lack of keeping up with the blog...but it is Sunday and a day to reflect on things I am thankful for in the last week. So, here are some reasons that my cup overflows because of God's blessing this past week....

  • My cup overflows from a clean bill of health. We did have a ER visit from a terrible, first migraine of my life. I know to much from school, as Ryan says, and was sure I had a brain-bleed. So, off to the ER to get scanned we went at 10:30 at night. Everything is okay, PTL! (praise the Lord, for those who don't know my abbreviation)
  • My cup overflows for a wonderful family. We spent some time with my in-laws and my family this past weekend and it was truly glorious. How precious when a family truly loves and cares for one another in the most special way.
  • My cup overflows that it is my nephew, Acie's, 4th birthday today. I am so thankful for 6 sweet, precious nieces and nephews that make me smile and make my heart happy.
  • My cup overflows that this is the last week of rotation 7 coming up. Only 2 more rotations left before I am a PA graduate!
  • My cup overflows because of the GRACE of God this week. How wonderful that I can never do enough to earn or take away from the love that God has for me. What a gift!
I am sure your cup is overflowing and full as well. Praise the One who gives all good and precious gifts! Hope you all have a wonderful week ahead!

Comments

  1. KathrynMay 18, 2010 at 5:57 AM

    Oh, no, Anna! A migraine?! Bless your heart! I hope you never have one again...they're TERRIBLE! You're not alone in thinking it's a brain bleed...i've thought aneurysm, CVA, tumor, etc.

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