Focus on Gratitude

“When we focus on our gratitude, the tide of disappointment goes out, and the tide of love rushes in.” Kristin Armstrong

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Gratitude is something we should all express. I thank God every morning I wake up. As the day passes and things happen to make for a good day, I thank God. It does not matter how small or large the gift; I still thank God for His blessings.

Last week I helped a friend, and she insisted on taking me to breakfast for my help. Usually, I would have said that was alright. She did not have to pay for my breakfast. However, I saw how important it was to her, and I remembered another friend telling us we must learn to accept a gift when presented because it is a reward from God.

The next day I received a proofreading assignment. It was the second request to pay me doe proofreading. That was so amazing because I had proofread for people before, but I did it for free.  It was such a liberating feeling; I felt like I was walking on cloud nine or sitting.

To round the week out, a third person asked me if I would proofread for them. It seems I am in the journaling and proofreading business.

That was last week. This week has started with me in negotiation for another proofreading assignment, and I have a new client who not only wants to journal with me but has requested my help with writing her book.

So my gratitude is bursting at the seams for the exciting things that are happening in my life. I am grateful for all that is taking place. The more grateful you are, the more you will receive. Again by focusing on the good, the disappointments we experience are forgotten.

Until next time, stay focused on the good in life, stay safe, and keep the faith.

Near-Death Experience

Today, someone asked if I remembered when I first knew God was with me. I tried to remember, but there are many times when He has shown up for me.

When I gave birth to my first son, I felt happy beyond belief. I spent three days in the hospital getting to know my son and breastfeeding him. The second at home, I had a raging fever. I was living with my mother, and she became concerned. On the fourth day home, I still had a high fever, and despite my protest, my mother insisted I go back to the hospital.

My brother-in-law brother brought my sister to spend the day with us. My mom asked him to drop us off at the hospital because she was worried about me. The nurse led me to an emergency room. It must have been about 7:30 am. I fell asleep before the doctor came to see me.

When I woke, it was 3:20  in the morning, and my mom was asleep in the chair next to my bed. The nurse came to check on me. She took my temperature and pulse rate. My mom woke, and the nurse told us I was lucky my mother made me come to the hospital when she because another day or two, and I would have died of infection from the afterbirth left in my body.

The following two or three days I spent with the nurses sitting me in tubs of ice to bring my fever down. I was never so glad as when the doctor gave me the okay to go home. My one regret, I could no longer breastfeed my son.

I am eternally grateful that the Lord spared my life. I know you are thinking, your mother made you go to the hospital. That is true, but you must remember, God often speaks to us through others. This time, He used my mother.

That is not the first time He intervened, but it was the first time I came that close to death. Since that incident, I can count on one hand the number of times I have been sick.  A gift from my Father. He has always been close, even when I was not aware.

That’s it until next time. Remember, stay safe, and keep the faith.

Happy Veterans Day!

Today is Veteran’s Day! It is special to me as it should be for all Americans. I am proud of the men and women who choose to go into the military. They go because they love this country and want to do what they can to protect her and her citizens. They do this knowing they will be away from family and friends for long periods, and some of them pay the ultimate price for that service.

I honor both them and their families, and I pray for them every morning. I am proud of the many uncles, cousins, nephews, sons, and my brother and granddaughter, who chose to go into military service.

My prayers and love go out to all of you and your families and all the first responders. You are the best of the best that America has. You are willing to put your lives on the line for the rest of us, and I, for one, will be forever grateful. Happy Veteran’s Day and God bless you all! Please be safe, and keep the faith.