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Sunday, August 19, 2012

All of our blessings come from You…


As they make music they will sing,
      "Zion, all of our blessings come from you."
Psalms 87:7 (NIRV)


All of our blessings come from You.
The sunshine, from You.
The reuniting of mi familia. Yours too.
Music, yes. Fellowship, certainly.
All good things around us, sent from
Heaven above reminded me this day to be glad.
To give praises.
To give Thanks.

We spent the entire day sitting in the sun. Today it was restored; the child who’d been away, the BFF back from vacation and my Gayle, fresh from her week with my teen aged girl. Some of the most wonderful women in my life were together in my life again, and we were sitting in the sun, listening to the music at a jazz festival. In which my son played. It was a wonderful time, a beautiful day, and all I could think was, all of our blessings come from You.

The weather forecast had been dismal for today. Rain. Storms. They came, but they did not linger.  By 10 am the skies had cleared. By 11 the ground was drying. There was every reason to believe it’d be a perfect summer day. It was. I luxuriated in the sun and mused, “this is good.” All our blessings come from You.

We were our own massive tribe; there must have been twenty of us, laughing, singing, moving to the music. How is it that so many friends came together to support our young man? How is it that so many people want to encourage him, nurture his talent, cheer him on? We celebrated the day and relished the fellowship. There was nothing to complain about, so we did not. It was a glorious day. Over and over again, it came to me-all our blessings come from You.

All of our blessings come from You. The sunshine, from You. The reuniting of mi familia. Yours too. Music, yes. Fellowship, certainly. All good things around us, sent from Heaven above reminded me this day to be glad. To give praises. To give Thanks.

We spent the entire day sitting in the sun, laughing, singing, praising You in fellowship and joy. All I could think was all our blessings come from You, Lord.  This day, this feeling, this peace came that from You, and belongs to You, is a steadfast reminder that no matter what I have or I lack, no matter whether it rains or is sunny, my cup is never empty. You, God, are good.
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