O my God, I love Sundays, when I can worship You, shirk the work, eat a big dinner and take a lo-o-ong nap. Mondays? Not so much. Back to deadlines, diet and a nap time only in my dreams. But OMG, so glad to spend time with You seven days a week!
O my God, thank You my 91-year-old dad survived a stay in a hospital’s ICU. Thank You the nurses did, too! While he hasn’t yet recovered the health of this before-hospital pic, OMG, it’s so good to see Dad sitting on his front porch again.
O my God, I really do thank You for technology and the positive aspects of its influence on our world. But OMG, I don’t think this last update worked.
Oh, my God, thank You for this final bouquet from our garden, rescued before temperatures plunged 40 degrees. And OMG, thank You for last fall’s Hobby Lobby clearance sales, providing this bouquet to greet the new season.
O my God, thank You for fun, creative, new friends I meet on my writing/speaking journey. But OMG, yesterday, these Women of Worth went over the top!
O my God, thank You for October, with its colorful leaves and pumpkin-spice everything. But some of Your humans 
have declared it National Liver Awareness Month. OMG, do You think we should spend 30 days thinking about liver? After half a century, I’m still trying to forget my mother made me taste it.
O my God, thank You for a great time at the American Christian Fiction Writers conference. Four days of glitter, glamour, and fun in Nashville nearly converted this classical music lover. Returning home, I considered dancing through our front door in new cowboy boots, singing, “Achy, Breaky Heart.” OMG, do You think Hubby would 
have upped my medication?
O my God, You know this guy gave me a hard time when I reached 20 before he did. Then 30. Then 40. Then 50. Then … etc. You know he rubbed it in when my being carded took on a whole new meaning. OMG, thank You that he, too, has now joined the Medicare Club!
OMG, I’m done with torrential downpours and drizzly days! But You helped Mrs. Noah survive 40 days and nights of rain — plus cleaning up after a gazillion animals! Like her, I should believe Your rainbow promises. Though later, when their anniversary rolled around, I bet she and Noah didn’t take a cruise.
