Next, I’m grateful that my church is giving me the opportunity his evening to serve at Rosie Place, a woman’s shelter in Boston.
Besides the three that my mom offered up every day—health, family and life, I am grateful that I know God. That totals six. Since I always offer seven, the last is often some small and seemly inconsequential. Of course, no gratitude in trivial, but today my seventh is huge. I’m grateful that my minister and his family are home safely after pilgrimage to Iona.