Count Your Blessings, Not Your Problems.

Imagine. Four day weekend. What could possibly go wrong? How about everything. You wake up and your cat cannot walk. A visit to the vet, a rather large bill, and arriving an hour late to work of course will follow. The next day, wondering how much commission you are going to have to make to pay that bill off... and as you get into your car with ten minutes till you have to be at work, you realize the battery is dead. It's like that commercial for car insurance... "Yeah, I'm there!" Looking at two weeks of too many bills and not enough pay checks, thinking how is this possible!?!?! "Yeah, I'm there!"

Imagine. First day of the new week. You've taken in all the stress. You've figured out how to just slide by, as always. Driving down the street you pass the small church you never see anyone at. But still, each week there is a new message on the billboard. "Count your blessings, not your problems." Smack. Yep! Right in the face. It's like they have been watching you. Watching you fall. Watching as you crawl into bed each night not wanting to know what the next day will bring. Watching you avoid the One who will provide every bit of your needs, and probably more.

"Yeah, I'm there!" But slowly, and I mean slowly, I am learning my lesson. Piece by piece, hardship by hardship, and sleepless night by sleepless night I have absorbed each detail and why it happened (and saw my lack of preparation). Learning a lesson is not fun. In no way, shape, or form. But what can I say, God will always have His way in my life. So I'm done counting my problems. They in no way amount to my blessings. My glass is not empty, not even half full, but "my cup overflows" as it says in Psalm 23. "Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever."

- Christina