It’s my final day of my 30 days of thankful. This one is a no-brainer.
Even more than my family, even more than Mr. Right, I am thankful for my savior, Jesus Christ. I am thankful that he saved me, not just from a life of sin, but from a meaningless and directionless life and instead, through his grace, has given me a life of purpose. A life of joy.
What does this joy look like? Last week, it looked like four of our English students plus two of their relatives sitting with me at a church service. It was watching one of our guests cry when the preacher talked about Jesus. It was having one of our oldest students tell me that she loved me like her daughter.
I am full of joy.