Every time you feel in God's creatures something pleasing and attractive, do not let your attention be arrested by them alone, but, passing them by, transfer your thought to God and say: "O my God, if Thy creations are so full of beauty, delight and joy, how infinitely more full of beauty, delight and joy art Thou Thyself, Creator of all!
- Nicodemus of the Holy Mountain

You can’t get to joy by making everything perfect. You can only get there by seeing in every imperfection all that’s joy.
-Ann Voscamp

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Counting Blessings #226 -

The house is quiet. Everyone's getting a slow start this morning. I'm enjoying a few minutes to try to find words for what I feel when I think about the many ways I'm blessed in this life. I'm praying to be able to hold on to this peace and joy during the week, when things occur that aren't so joyful. While scrubbing the toilet, cleaning up spills, shoveling manure, lugging watter, washing the same dish for the umpteen millionth time (WITH good smelling detergent). I want to be able to smile, and lend peace to every situation, making difficult moments a little better for those I share them with. I want to be a blessing.
The truth is, I'm not always a blessing. I'm sometimes the first to get angry, the first to complain, or the look on my face shows my sour thoughts without a word. I wouldn't want to be around me sometimes. In fact, I've often wished I could walk away from myself, get a break from me.


226) All the family and friends who put up with me while I'm learning to let thankfulness soak in and become a part of the fabric of me, and each time I'm successful at letting it speak louder than my circumstances. God's been working on this are of my life for a long time. I glad, and I hope He's getting closer to completion.

I had a whole list of bessings written, but it was getting long and I decided I wanted to share something significant that happened to me when my children were all quite young and life was hectic, and I WASN'T USUALLY THE LEAST BIT THANKFUL.

I often sit in bed in the morning praying for the strength to get up and do what needs doing all day long without wounding anyone with the negative words that come all too easy.

One morning, I was sitting and just sort of listening, waiting for something amazing. And, low and behold, it happened. This voice in my mind said, "I'll be with you when the milk spills." Well, my response was, "Will there be spilled milk today?" To which the voice said, "Yes." Well, I was sort of thinking that this wasn't too helpful. I got up and dressed, and about 10 minutes later I was getting breakfast for the children, aged newborn, two, five and seven.

I'd forgotten all about the voice of God as he'd spoken to my heart about a very real need in my life. The most basic of needs. Strenght to deal with the thousands of endless wrinkles in the day that we all encounter.

Little Two suddenly slammed her tiny hand down on the table, catching the edge of her bowl and unbelievably sending it into the air to come down on her head. Milk and cereal dripping, running onto the chair and the floor.

I was about to react in my usual resentful, sour, begrudging way, when suddenly I remembered...

"I'll be with you when the milk spills." And you know what? That changes everything. It changes EVERYTHING that God, who has so many more important problems to deal with, chose to tell me that he cares about spilled milk.

I LOVE Him, and apparently, He loves me. He loves me enough to understand that spilled milk can be a very big deal to me. He loves me enough to tell me that He cares about that. Not, "Have a better attitude about silly things like spilled milk," but, "I will be there with you." It's been making a difference in my life for the 7 years following, and slowly I'm learning to trust Him and be thankful. God is good.

Have a blessed Sunday!


  1. Patty, if you are still a work in progress, you are a beautiful one. That was such a lovely post. Thanks so much for sharing. We're both definitely working on some same issues . . . yesterday there was a period when the negativity just spewed out of my mouth before I even realized it. At those times, I'm thankful the voice comes to me and says, "Are you the type of person you'd like to be around?" Whoa, Nellie! At such times it's hard not to beat myself up. I have to be grateful I still catch myself . . . even if it is a little late. :o}

    1. I agree with Mama Pea. Am so glad you shared this post. I pray all the time for the negativity to stay at bay. I like you want a break from myself. God is working with me. I just need to listen to him.

    2. Mama Pea-
      It's never too late! ;) It better not be.

      Peggy, I totally get it. Let's go for coffe and leave our selves behind. LOL!

  2. I love this post. It's hard to remember sometimes to just take a second to think and breathe and let Him guide us how to act/what to say next when the proverbial milk spills LOL! I know I definitely could use an extra second or two to be in touch with the spirit before I act impatiently or even angrily with my kids. Thanks for the lovely post!

    1. Erin-
      It's all definitely easier said than done! I'm heading on over to your latest post again and see if it will load. So far, no luck, but I hope this time's the one. :) I'm still struggling with this silly computer, but I don't really mind. It keeps me off of it more.