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Insomnia at its finest

I've slept about 4 hours tonight. 

After giving up any hope of getting good rest, here I am. (Background info: I'm back on a course of steroids to try to help my lungs and, well, let's just say I woke up WIDE awake. I'll be needing a nap later today!) 

In my many hours of laying awake, I started thinking about my life--what else is there to do at 4 am?? I made a mental list of the many blessings in my life and thanked God for each ad every one of them. I love doing this because it causes me to come out of any self pity I have to praise God for all He'a given me. My life's not always a walk in the park, but I still rejoice in the Lord!

Here are a few of the blessings I listed. I'd encourage you to make a list of your own. 

1. My family
2. Baylor friends
3. Austin friends
4. My connection group at church
5. My faith
6. My Austin church and Waco church
7. God's love
8. Baylor University (sic em)
9. My job in the speech pathology clinic
10. Lessons learned this summer
11. All the new therapy options for CF
12. Breathing treatments, pills, and even IVs
13. An awesome home health nurse
14. Wonderful family vacations
15. Memories
16. God's promises 
17. Music
18. Jesus' death on the cross and resurrection
19. The CF community
20. Sigma Phi Lambda
21. The start of junior year
22. Home IVs
23. The ability to draw blood from my port instead of trying to stick my veins
24. Books
25. My intelligence 
26. Football season starting up soon
27. My ability to still run, jump, dance, and enjoy life
28. Every breath I take
29. Every wink of sleep
30. Every opportunity I have to point the world to God and give Him glory


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