Thankful Thursday: Knocks at my door

Thankful Thursday bannerSometimes knocks at your door means someone just hit your car parked on the street. Sometimes it means “Please call 911, a car across the street just burst into flames”. Sometimes it means there are high school football players trying to sell you something. (True stories all.)

But sometimes knocks at the door mean something else entirely. Sometimes they’re wonderful things, expected and unexpected.

This week I’m thankful…

…for the Nebraska Furniture Mart men knocking on my door to deliver my brand new deep freeze–which arrived precisely when it was supposed to, between 8 and 10 am on my birthday

…for opening my door to my little sister Grace, surprising me by coming up to visit for my birthday

…for hearing the doorbell and then my sister saying “Rebekah, you better come down here”–only to find that Brenda was here with a birthday crown especially for me

…for the door bursting open as my sisters and I were finishing supper–and Beth and Ruth coming in, bearing food to stock my new freezer with, and food to share

…for another knock, this time bringing Teresa and Joseph

…and another knock ushering Cathy inside

…and another knock announcing Jon’s arrival

…and still one more leading Landon and Kylee indoors

And those were only the knocks at the door–I haven’t even counted the sweet texts and Facebook messages.

It truly was a marvelous birthday–thanks to everyone for knocking yourself out to make it wonderful.

(And, finally, thanks to God–who gave me the day on which to celebrate, the friends with whom to celebrate, and a life so full I can’t contain it.)

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