Thanksgiving was day before yesterday, and my newest niece was born the day before that, so…although I have spent much of the time thinking of God’s goodness, I thought of it on the run and haven’t felt like I had the time to put any of it on paper. This morning, I stole a few minutes to do so. I know it’s belated, but fortunately, giving thanks isn’t reserved for only one day of the year.
Earlier:
As I sit here at my desk trying to do some studying, I can’t help but think of the many blessings I’ve seen in my thirty-three years. “Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits.” I love what the Psalmist is saying here, to remember every benefit He has graced upon me would be an impossibility. The childhood sicknesses He healed, the memories of family and friends, the times He touched my broken heart…these alone are countless blessings. Doubtless, the greatest of blessings is that He took the time to move on my eleven year old heart and show me my need of His salvation and guidance in my life. The God of heaven and earth took the time to send His convicting Spirit up a West Virginia hollow to change the life of a freckle-faced, ugly-feeling girl at church camp! I’m wiping tears at the thought. Oh, friends, God has been good to me!
Am I still ordinary? Painfully so! But, His blessings toward me are extraordinary! To count a few…my girls just left their tree house to run next door to grandparents who love them, a naked deer hangs in a tree in the front yard (Gross, I know, but it will fill our bellies.), I’m wearing warm clothes and already have gifts under the Christmas tree. So, today, I’ll try to not focus on my short-comings, but rather on His far-reaching. I’m also going to pretend I don’t see the dogs rolling in the deer guts. Lovely.
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