As I reflect upon my yesterday and night, God has given me eyes to see the abundant life He has blessed me with. A life neither deserved nor earned, but one that is filled with sweetness and beauty. I have been praying, and continue to pray, for a heart of gratitude. I long to see through eyes that recognize His hand, in the big and little - easy and challenging.
Last night, my sweet little one was feverish, throwing up with he little body racked with sick sobs that just broke my heart. As I lay, more awake than asleep, I prayed. 2am prayers. 4am prayers. And I thought, what a privilege to offer thanksgiving in the middle of the night. What blessing to know that my little bit is protected by her Creator, throw up and all. She asked me to snuggle up in bed with her; we slept for the first time ever like that. Little arms wrapped around my neck, breath whispering I love you, over and over. I was able to feel our little man wrestling around in my womb, a gift I miss every other night. A husband pulling himself out of much need slumber to wash loads of sheets, blankets and towels. An abundant night, totally undeserved.
His hands were evident yesterday, too, through the rubber gloved hands of my mother. She toiled in my home - scrubbing shower doors, washing floors on knees, vacuuming air vents. Hour upon hour of backbreaking service. Service to her daughter for her Lord. Joyfully - who in their right mind joyfully cleans an other's toilet? - thoroughly, excellently.
I praise God for blessing me with a day - a life - that is just beautiful and for opening my eyes to see His precious giftings.
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