I am very blessed.
Love from family and friends among the other numerous blessings that God has given me.
Interestingly or should I say, ironically, I have a BAD habit of forgetting how I have been blessed in many ways. It's in times when I am struggling and suffering that, somehow by contrast, that I can see the blessings I have.
Perhaps my pride has cast a shadow so huge, I no longer can see the blessings. I forget to be grateful. And I start to count on my own limited abilities and vision.
In the past few weeks, my face can only be described as "black and black-er". I am thankful for friends who came forth to help me in a variety of ways. Offering comfort, assistance to solve current problems as well as seek future alternatives, encouragement and advice, and in some cases, stern-yet-compassionate rebukes when I start to go into "why me?" modes.
Thank you, friends. Thank God for sending me friends like you. Not only are you loving and wise, you're very brave too... I know how volatile I can be, in times of great distress =)
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