Sunday, October 25, 2015
Every day, especially the bad ones, we just need to pause for a minute and take a breath and maybe another, but not too many because you got things to do, but stop and think about the good. Think about the blessings. Count at least 5 that happened that day. Even on my worst days, I could still find five things to be grateful for.
And today the blessing I count is my Dad. He passed away 5 years ago today. I'm so thankful for the time I had with him. My life has been immeasurably blessed because of him. In previous years when I got to this day, sadness would creep in and tears would fall. But this year, I look back and am just thankful I had him in my life. I couldn't have asked for a better Dad. Yes, there are still tears and yes I still need him, but undeniably gratitude is the overarching feeling in my heart.
On the very bad day that I had this week, I remember walking by Christmas decorations in the store. Usually those trinkets are just reminders of all the shopping and exhaustion that are coming my way and cause me to cringe, avert my eyes, turn my cart and run. But instead of doing that, a thought of my Dad came and how he would have looked at these decorations and gotten excited, probably would have gone home and put on Christmas music and lit the firecplace. I smiled. The thought of him was the greatest blessing I counted that day. Thank you Lord for giving me my Dad and for all the memories of him that I still get to cherish.
May we go forward in the battle of life counting our blessings, naming them one by one and may we be grateful for what the Lord has done