Counting Blessings

One of the blogs that I enjoy reading is found here. It is written by a single woman my age who lives in New York City.  I'm fascinated by how different her life is from mine. I live in a suburb of Austin where one of our claims to fame is a new IKEA. I try to imagine the day to day of living in such a big city. One thing that draws me back again and again is that she strives to write about what is good in her life. Her blog's tagline is "Buttercup counts her blessings: sometimes you get the frozen key lime pie on a stick and sometimes you just get the stick. Trying to stay cheerful in  tough times."

So, amid  the health concerns in my home, here is what is good about our lives:

• A friend brought over fresh, homegrown tomatoes. (Reminds me that real tomatoes, not the imitation mush found in the grocery store or on restaurant salads, have an enormous amount of sweet taste.)
• Friends from another state had Jason's Deli deliver a delicious meal to our home the other night. 
• The lady at Curves gave me a nice blue water bottle Friday.
• A friend brought over a bag full of magazines. (Short articles match my presently short attention span.)
• Cards and letters keep filling our mailbox with sweet words and prayers.
• Sunday School members who deliver soup and salads.
• Our pastor who drops by regularly and brought communion last week.
• Gifts left on the front porch with no name.
• People who offer to come do yard work or clean.

And the list could go on and on. But I know this much is true:

"A friend loveth at all times, and a brother is born for a time of adversity." (Proverbs 17:17)

or

"Friends love through all kinds of weather, and families stick together in all kinds of trouble." (The Message)

Amen and amen.