Wed-21-Nov-2007 - Thankfulness
I don't know why that I am so aware that none of us is promised tomorrow, but I am. Many times I think about my many blessings and I feel so inept at expressing my gratitude to my heavenly Father.
Jay has had this whole week off. I am so indescribably deep in love with my husband. I love having him home. Ah, yes. There are times he's bored. Irratable, even! There is the issue of replacing his black work shoes - they have cracks that let in rain and snow and they aren't comfortable, but because they haven't fallen off his feet yet he hasn't let us go shopping for new ones.
BUT . . . I have a wonderful, loving, loyal husband. He provides wonderfully for his family. He's a wonderful dad. He makes me laugh and can read my mind. I know that there are few men that could put up with, relate to, and laugh about my quirks. Sometimes when I snuggle against him I pray quietly in the dark for the words and actions to express my love!
Samuel . . . my wonderful blonde little boy. He is such a precious treasure. The words he says, his willing helpfulness. Sometimes it feels like I move from one mess to another. He already seems to know how to sneak off to play in the cat litter at the exact moment I'm desperately trying to finish up dinner and I.just.can't.handle.one.more.mess!
It is so hard to explain a mother's love. That feeling you get when your son brings you a handful of torn and smashed flower petals and holds them up to you so proudly. That feeling that makes you drop to your knees and hold out your hands for this priceless gift, expressing your gratitude just to see that six-toothed smile of happiness . . . .
Elijah. My month early, 4lb 4oz fighter that stretches like a pretzel. He's so needy. Just my 'lil bit of sunshine, with startlingly blue eyes and a lower lip that sticks out stubbornly when he's full. He pulls me out of bed each night to focus on him alone, the house creeky, the moon shining through the blinds, the distant sound of a dog barking.
The tiny fingers wrapped around my hand. The wonder of looking into his eyes, wondering if he'll like air planes as much as his big brother. Will he learn to walk early or late? Will he enjoy cantelope like dad and big brother or perhaps dislike it like mommy?
I cannot help but be aware that life on earth is fleeting. It springs up like a flower and withers away so quickly. When I realize that one day this life will be nothing more than a memory, I realize all the things I have right now that really matter. It doesn't matter if I'm living in the country, or my husband is wearing terrific shoes, or if the neighbors argue.
I am so very blessed. I hope you count your blessings this season, everyone!
~Ashley~
Comments
Wed-21-Nov-2007 - Untitled Comment
Posted by blessedmomof10
Have a blessed thanksgiving! I loved your post...... very precious........ yes our families, our health and our simple blessings...... that is what really matters... everything else is just 'stuff'........
I am glad that you understand this....... your life will be much happier because you do!
Blessings~
gloria
Thu-22-Nov-2007 - Untitled Comment
Posted by Anonymous
You are blessed.
This thanksgiving is so lonely and empty for me. Fractured family. A brother who won't speak to me. His wife hates me (with reason, I said something really dumb in 1996, but have since apologized...several times) my parents are not speaking to me because they are so full of anger.......and I had nothing to do with it.....they drug me in the middle. My aunt wont come cause its my moms sister......so it's my BIL, his wife and kids.........and they really don't care for me........I am too 'conservitive'. I 'smother' my kids' I am too 'churchy' ((if you really knew me, you would NEVER accuse me of that!!)) So I am hosting a dinner for people who don't like me........
I hate the holidays. I think for christmas we will just find a way to serve the Lord and skip the garbage of the holiday
Pray for me please.
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