My little ones

Right now our home is filled with two sick little babies and one sick momma. It is hard when your children are sick. Amidst the trials of going to the doctor, getting medicine, giving the medicine, living in mess since there is no time or energy to clean there are such sweet moments. I was challenged by a sermon one Sunday and the Lord really used this message to test me this week. The sermon was about counting our blessing during trials. The pastor stated that if we really did count our blessings we would be shocked at just how blessed we are. He spoke from a passage in Ephesians where Paul was going through great trials as he was imprisoned while writing this letter. Paul starts the letter by counting his blessings and the pastor challenged us to do the same.

"Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in Christ with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places." Ephesians 1:3

As simple as this might seem it has been such a challenge for me... a good challenge. This week I failed. When everything was going wrong my blessings were the last thing I was thinking about. The Lord was graious to me and as the day slowed down I could hear Him whispering in my ear, "remember what you learned that Sunday... count your blessings... give it a try." I did....

One husband who works so hard so that I can be home with our children and who loves our kids SO much. (Tuck wanted so bad to help David mow the grass so he carried him on his shoulders so that he could "help."

The sweetest little girl who SHINES so bright with His greatness.
A little boy who makes me laugh every day. (While I was getting ready one morning, Tucker decided to get my shower cap and pretend to "draw water" for a bath.)

My children do not have chronic illness. The ear infections, fever, coughs and colds will be gone in just a few days. My little Indian who does not cuddle, cuddles with me because he does not feel good... such sweet love. But most of all I have the HOPE of Jesus. I have the power of the Holy Spirit. I have the comfort of a Savior who knows just how I feel and is able to comfort me in the most perfect way. My cup overflows.