Every month has flown by this year but November seemed like an eternity. Atlanta is pretty magical in November- cold and cozy mornings, leaves changing colors, and warm and sunny afternoons. I'm finally learning to appreciate this southern weather. Wrapping up this month as if it was one cohesive entity is almost a joke. This month has held a lot for me- lifestyle changes, preaching for the first time at my church, holidays, a mountain of school work, and the death of a family member. I suppose it makes sense during this season that the first word that comes to mind is gratitude. Gratitude for what life looks like, gratitude for 25 years of loving my grandpa, gratitude for the weather, gratitude for the opportunities ahead. God is good, all the time.