Blessed

I sat in the ICU waiting room with a good friend this morning. His son was in a terrible motorcycle accident nearly 2 weeks ago. When I saw him and asked how he was doing, his answer was simply "Blessed."

Why is it that it takes a tragedy to make us realize how blessed we are? Why can we not simply remember our blessings each day? The fact that you could get up out of bed this morning, that you can walk, breathe, enjoy a cup of coffee, or a hug from a friend - - all these little things that we take for granted every day that could be gone from us in an instant.

Whatever it is that you are doing right now - please take a minute to reflect on your own personal blessings.

"It is of the LORD's mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness." Lamentations 3:22-23