To me, every day is gift from God. Every morning I wake up and every quiet-time I get to spend with Him. Every flower that blooms I count from Him. Every moment with my husband. Each child He has graciously given us or allowed to live in our home.
Roses, sunrises, sunsets, kittens... a sweet girl from Russia who became like a daughter. The fella she brought home became like a son. Now both are married with beautiful families of their own. Kids that lived off and on with us over the years. And my aging parents that moved in for their last days.
All these have been gifts.
Each have come like a surprise. Each brought a different blessing. A few brought a little panic like, “how can we possibly handle this?” But God made a way and opened our hearts. He provided and they became true gifts of joy.
Today’s gift is a BIG, black dog, literally given to us from our neighbors. She’s sweet as can be, other than not realizing how big she is and chasing our cats up a tree! 😱 I’m not sure how this is going to work out, but I know God always sends blessings so… I’m choosing to count this as one more gift… 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼
Thank You, Jesus (in faith)