Dear God,
Thanksgiving is approaching. Because it is, I issued a challenge to myself to look for something, anything, even if it is only one thing per day that I could be thankful for. Counting my blessings, as it were. Here I am, halfway through the month and I am amazed at how truly blessed I am and how good You have been to me in spite of myself. Simple things, ordinary things that are otherwise taken for granted, things that are deemed as menial leave me in awe of Your provision and mercies. Things like hot and cold running water, food, shelter, being able to bathe and dress and feed myself. Things like my children not having to scrape through the local landfill in order to find food or scraps to exchange for money for food. That my children are safe with family and friends and people that love them instead of being forced to exchange their innocence in the name of brutal survival. Music and laughter and the gift of expressing my heart and soul with ink and paper. Family and friends and people who love me and a job that I enjoy so much. And the greatest blessing is knowing that my name is written in Your Book of Life...that I am carved upon the palms of Your hands...that You purchased my salvation through the shed blood of Your Son.
I am, among all mankind, most truly blessed!
Thank You, Lord!
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