As our family enters the home stretch of a long drawn sickness, I’ve realized that it’s easier to thank God when body temperatures are low and no one is coughing a fit. But it takes a special kind of grace, to be able to thank God through the coughs and high temperatures. Here I am, thanking God for His grace and strength that carried us through last week.
3 Hard Eucharisteo
490. The sound of my sons coughing.
491. Fever.
492. A trip to the doctor.
3 Gifts in His Word
493. Chosen (I Peter 1:2)
494. Jesus, my living hope (I Peter 1:3)
495. I’m kept by the power of God (I Peter 1:5)
A Gift Scented, Scrawled, Started
496. The kids’ medicines.
497. Temperatures and medication schedules.
498. Late nights.
3 Gifts Drawn
499. The living room curtains.
500. A sigh of relief.
501. A picture.
3 Gifts Paired
502. Clean socks.
503. Salt and pepper.
504. Sunshine and rain.
3 Gifts Shared
505. Responsibility.
506. Concern.
507. A packet of savories.
3 Gifts Ugly-Beautiful
508. Bits of paper scattered on our carpet.
509. 3 pairs of flip-flops strewn around.
510. The sons fighting and then playing together, within minutes.
Are you in the habit of counting your blessings? I mean, literally counting them 1, 2, 3… Would you consider joining me on this journey? Would you dare to live fully, right where you are?
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