Blessed.

A sweet friend brought me this adorable little

tapestry the other day.  Those who do not 

walk with my Jesus would be tempted to 

question whether or not I am blessed at 

the moment.  Quite the contrary is true, while

my path seems difficult, my entire life has

been changed, and my future seems uncertain

to me, I am most.definitely.blessed.

Every time I look into the eyes of our boys,

I realize just how blessed I am.

Each time the phone rings and it is a

dear friend inquiring about my day,

I realize just how blessed I am.

When I see the new day dawn, 

I know that I am blessed.

When I hear laughter in our home,

I know that I am blessed.

I know my God and know for

certain that He would not have

us treading these waters if He 

did not have some pretty.amazing

plans in store . . . I am most certainly

blessed.

Crushed, bruised, broken, and in

pain . . . But tremendously blessed.