I follow two blogs of parents who suddenly lost their young children and it breaks my heart. I don't know if I could cope with something like that. These women are warriors.
I was walking through the living room, picking up the same things I've picked up three times already today. I didn't grumble, but I thought about it. Then an old song we used to sing in church popped into my head:
I am blessed.
I am blessed.
Every day that I live I am blessed.
When I wake up in the morning,
Or I lay my head to rest,
I am blessed.
I am blessed.
The words are so simple. But it changed my way of thinking today. I think it's awesome when a song comes to mind at the exact moment you need it. Maybe these lyrics will help someone else today.
I am blessed.
2 comments:
I try to keep things in perspective too. The phrase that comes to my mind sometimes when I'm feeling sorry for myself is: I cried because I had no shoes, and then I met a man who had no feet".
This reminds me a lot of one of my favorite songs. It's by one of my favorite artists, Ben Harper. Blessed to be a Witness:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2vJEfU4qCmM
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/benharper/blessedtobeawitness.html
Always makes me feel blessed too.
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