Counting My Blessings

I couldn’t sleep a couple nights ago and it started to rain and I was enjoying the sound. And since Thanksgiving was fast approaching and the sound of the rain always makes me want to write, I decided to jot a few things down in a list of things I’m thankful for this year. Just thought I’d share that list with you here as my Thanksgiving Day post:

What am I thankful for?

The rain outside my window.

The feeling I get when I start writing.
The fact that no matter how much I mess up, the Lord still saves me and blesses me beyond belief.
Being a student again.
Being with a man who is the smartest, kindest, most interesting man I know who makes me feel valued and smart and so so loved and points me to the truth when my head is filled with lies. And for how well we fit together.
My family and how it grows and re-shapes over time in such wonderful ways.
People in all their sameness and differentness and complexity.
Books and words and knowledge.
Communication and how it fixes so many things.
The ability to talk.
The ability to walk.
Being loved by so many people, even ones who hardly know me.
Sad stories and how much we can learn from them.
The ability to listen.
The ability to feel emotion.
The wonderful woman who was my mother and the wonderful women who can never replace her but sure make it easier to keep going.
My father and what a wonderful man he is and what a good friend he has become to me and how much he has always loved me.
My stepmom and how she complements my dad so well and how supportive and loving and empathetic she is.
The fact that there are so many amazing people in my life and so many I still haven’t met.
A God who knows me intimately and is committed to my sanctification.

The pain that makes us stronger.

Having so many blessings that when I try to count them, I barely scratch the surface.

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