It’s
so hard to count the blessings
If
your eyes cannot see
Even
the smallest gift from God
For
the Grace it can be.
Blessings
don’t just come with trumpets,
Though
some most surely do.
More
often they’re the every day
Small
things that come to you.
The
day you left early for work
And
saw the gold sunrise.
How
breathtaking that blessing was,
But
did you see those skies?
The
rain that fell, but stopped in time
So
that your kids could play.
Was
that just a coincidence,
Or
God’s hand on your day?
The
home that keeps the storms at bay,
The
food that’s there to eat,
Even
the safe drive home each night
When
the work day’s complete.
They
are all blessings in your life,
Though
you might not notice.
It’s
hard to say you live unblessed
When
you have all of this.
So
take the time to see the light.
And
not just the dark skies.
You’ll
never see how blessed you are
With
your “blessing blind” eyes.
Psalm
128:1-2
Blessed
are all who fear the Lord, who walk in obedience to him.
You
will eat the fruit of your labor; blessings and prosperity will be yours.
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