Gratitude doesn’t always come wrapped in the way we expect it to. Sometimes it looks like an unexpected stop, an unexpected bill, and an unexpected reminder of God’s protection. This morning I took my truck in because my tires were making a new, unfamiliar sound. $1,200 later… I’m still thankful. Thankful that trading has become a blessing to my family, covering unexpected repairs and responsibilities without fear or stress. Thankful that God was protecting me on the road : the wheel bearings were at their limit, and that change in sound was His gentle warning. I’m grateful I was able to listen, stop, and get everything checked just in time. Afterward, we grabbed coffee. I thanked my dad for riding with me, and my heart felt full knowing my mom was able to keep my little boy while we took the truck to the shop. Small things, big blessings. And I sat in gratitude again: thankful that I could pay for their coffees as a simple way to say thank you for their help, their presence, and their love. Provision isn’t always flashy. Protection isn’t always loud. Sometimes gratitude looks like prevention, provision, family, and peace … all wrapped into one ordinary morning. Thank you Jesus. 5:4 TP while I was in the tire shop . Won’t he do it 🙌🏻