Comforted

Grateful. And comforted. That's what I am today.

Dave is such a good man, taking care of and comforting me when I don't feel well (day four of the migraine).

It's not easy to be on the receiving end. I'd rather be the one giving help and comfort.

But for now, I've had no choice but to receive it.

I'm thankful that Dave is tuned into giving comfort to me on the Father's behalf. Hopefully I'm continuing to learn how to give comfort as I receive it from him.

"Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God."