Sigh. The babies are sleeping. How beautiful. The house is a little messy, but I don’t care. I have time to myself. I read some facebook (all important fb) and now I get to just be. I get to do whatever I want. And right now, I want to just share the joy in my life. It is a beautiful spring day. I’ve had a great morning. I’ve had a great week. Do you ever just sit quietly and think of your blessings? I love to do this. It’s always been a strength that has brought light and love into my life. I just looked around my “little apartment.” Wow, I have a lot. Two couches, a TV, toys, (Enough toys to make a mess within 15 minutes of waking) A table, a fridge, stove, and dishwasher. Food in the fridge, dishes in the sink, dishes in the cupboards. A computer, a Bible, a phone, a radio. I love it. I won’t go through my whole house. That would be boring for you to read. But I think about it. I think about all I have.
And as I think about all these things, I also know that it has nothing to do with anything. It has no real value. If it were all gone, every bit, I really would be just fine. I’ve actually been to a place in my life where I faced that reality. We were financially broke. And yet, even in the very moment of thinking of losing everything I own, I felt content and happy. I could see more. I could see a bigger picture.
I am also incredibly, immeasurably blessed with a nearly perfect husband and two perfect little babies. Knowing that I have them forever makes anything easier. And taking time like this to think about the sweet and giggles of my playing children or the tender smile of my handsome husband reminds me what life really is all about.
And then. I think even deeper for a minute. I read a book a couple months ago about a girl in Rwanda, Africa entitled Left To Tell. I recommend everybody read it. Go to your library and check it out. It is powerful. This girl lost everything INCLUDING her beautiful family. Her mother, father, brothers, and friends were all brutally murdered and everything she owned was stolen or destroyed. It is a heartbreaking, TRUE story about the power of love, forgiveness, and the Glory of God.
And as I sit here in my perfect kitchen with my perfect sleeping babies living my perfect life, I am grateful to take a moment to think about MY purpose and God’s purposes and what this life is really all about.
Thank you for sharing this with me and taking time to read. I hope you will take time today. :)
