My daughter came home from camp tonight.
Let me say that again…My daughter came home tonight from 12 weeks in Colorado.
A year ago this week, she didn’t come home from a skateboard ride at a local park. A traumatic brain injury kept her in the hospital and rehab for more than three weeks. Without the help of God-sent “angels with beating hearts,” she might not have come home at all. But tonight, after a 10-hour drive, she walked in, tall and tanned, whole and happy, talking nonstop about the glories of her summer.
What more can a grateful, forgiven, redeemed sinner say to my God than just, “Thank you.” She’s home.
Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good, for his steadfast love endures forever. – Psalm 136:1