Just what is it we think about when we make the comment “God has really blessed me.” I know for me, what I’m really trying to convey is my contentment in where I’m at in the now of life. Each new day when I first wake up, my initial thought is, “Thank you, Lord for the black and grey I can see in this room.” Its still dark outside, and the room is not fully illuminated with color, all is in shadow and quiet, for this I am grateful. Slowly and gently my senses are allowed to be awakened to the day. Its not until I’m out of the bedroom, and the door is shut on a still sleeping husband, I’ve made it to our tiny bathroom and turn on its light that I am rewarded with the glory of color. I then think again, “God has blessed me,” content and happy in the now of God’s favor.
As I’ve grown in the favor and wisdom of having a committed relationship with God, there have been many such witnessed blessings. I’m older now and I take none of God’s manner of blessing as trivial incidents, because they are the reality of living. God has really blessed me.
The Lord will perfect that which concerneth me: thy mercy, O Lord, endureth for ever: forsake not the works of thine own hands. Psalm 138:8
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