Thank God for Pickleball
Have you ever thanked God for something small? Maybe it’s that perfect cup of coffee or that Rick Astley song that came on at just the right time. I get it. Last week in my car, I thanked God for pickleball. I inhaled a deep breath of gratitude and let out a genuine, “Thank you, Lord, for pickleball. Thank you that you knew just what I needed in this se…
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