“The unthankful heart... discovers no mercies; but let
the thankful heart sweep through the day and, as the magnet finds the iron, so
it will find, in every hour, some heavenly blessings!”—Henry Ward Beecher
Friday morning was beautiful despite a sky blanketed in
sooty gray clouds. What made it beautiful, for me, was my perspective.
My morning started with a routine visit to the doctor’s
office, and while my doctor is delightful, going to see her twice a year is not
at the top of my list of favorite activities. En route to see her, though, I
pondered how much God has improved my health since Jan. 2012 and I began to
worship Him. I sang hymns and praise songs throughout the half-hour drive and
was bubbling over with joy by the time I arrived for my appointment.
Thankfully, I received a good report and remarkably, in less than an hour, I
was headed home.
As I drove, I glanced up at the gray sky again and behind
the clouds I could see glimpses of a clear blue autumn sky and an occasional
sunbeam. All the way home I smiled with gratitude for the many blessings God had given me, not just
that day, but time and time again.
Psalm 92:1-3: “It is good to praise the LORD and make music to your
name, O Most High, to proclaim your love in the morning and your faithfulness
at night, to the music of the ten-stringed lyre and the melody of the harp.”
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