Father God,

As I sit here in bed with my husband, he is listening to the election returns. As his wife, he has honored my inability to absorb politics and news. He knows it makes me physically ill. Thank you for making me feel like I am floating elsewhere enough to mute the details. I am safe here with you.

I have no way to thank you for that surreal experience. After this most palpably present day, I was already overflowing and pouring over. So much goodness jotted here and so much left to share! How will I ever get all the testimony written? I feel like I am bursting into some type of rays of light or sparkles or confetti or something!

For now, I just have to fight these happy tears before they make it impossible to type on my phone. You know it it gets for me. I understand the source of these tears. I am so grateful for them and for you.

So please, please let me PRAISE, PRAISE and PRAISE you!!!! I am in awe of that hug from Jesus thru the video my daughter sent me of the VISION HOUSE!

What a GLORIOUS feeling of TOTAL COMPLETENESS. I think this is the gist of what you wanted me to write. Please wake me to finish if I fell short. I love you.