Today, it’s hard to talk about blessings. Our family was used to being able to cover the bill when dining out. We never had to worry about having clothes on our kid’s backs. We could go buy things without any worry. When birthdays came around we could go and give generously. You never really know how much your family is really making until you lose it all. I’m very thankful for being financially stable for as long as we were, but now it’s difficult not to question God’s motives. I’m trying not to love God for what he gives us, but it’s hard to understand why we are worse off in God’s path than in our own.
But is that really true? As my dress ripped I realized I had one less outfit I could wear. My clothes are thinning down and I really would like to have more options than two pair of jeans in my closet. As I scrolled through Facebook trying to escape my own reality, I seen an accident report too close to home. I could feel my feet sinking into the victim’s shoes. A mother was injured, one child transported to a different hospital, and one went to rest in the arms of Jesus. A three year old innocent girl just taken away.
I wish I could wrap my arms around this mother, surrounding her with comfort. I know the question about to go through her mind, what could I have done differently. When your child dies nothing around you matters. The world stops as it is. All those things you were worried about become insignificant. Reading her story only reminded me of my greatest blessing of all, the children I can wrap my arms around.
We can get so caught up in the things we think we need, and we lose sight of the most precious people in our lives. We don’t have everything I hope to have for my family, but today, my family is alive. It doesn’t matter what we put on the table, or where we end up because we will be together. And today God has provided me with my family, and that’s enough. What will be enough for you?