Dear God:
Today, I am thankful for calm weather.
Mr. Wind. When will you stop singing your long and depressing aria today? We can't even walk in the park without being battered by your force and pelted with dirt from the adjacent construction site. I'm a petite person and could barely walk against or with you this morning. Poor T had to be satisfied with a quick jaunt down the alley.
I am praying for calmer weather.
For this blessing, I am grateful.
Amen.
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