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Colorful Blessings


I think it is time to remember the blessings in my life.

*Breathing - My dad and mom have been doing that for 1/3 more years then I have.  My kids are still doing that, and so is my husband.  And I remember that there is a time that breathing may stop.  Each breath is a gift.

*Sharing - Birthdays.  It is birthday season for my family and some others we know.  I'm thankful for each year of life.  I'm thankful for the brand new baby boy born to my friends.  He took his first breath just not many days ago.  Wow!  Like Adam.  A brand new life breathing air created by God.

*Wind - It blew through our area and shook the house last night.  It broke some things, but it also took many of the leaves off of our trees and blew them to the next county, or at least off our property.  That means I won't have to rake them anywhere.

*Friends - One came by yesterday and we sipped cups of tea. Another came by today and we went for a walk.  One called me on the phone, and several sent me an email.  Each one blessed me.  I'm thankful for each one.

*Color - The fall colors are rich.  The sunrise was pink before it was covered with clouds.  But you wouldn't believe it!  A kind lady made a quilt for each of my children this week, in their favorite colors!  When she can't sleep in the night, she gets up and stitches colors together to bless others.  We are blessed.

Fall is full of colors.  I'm giving Thanks to God for each one.

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  1. A lovely post --- a great reminder to be thankful for all things --- great and small!

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  2. You helped me start my thankful list this morning!

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