Sometimes I take life for granted.
That's a vast understatement...I actually almost always take life for granted.
I take God for granted. I know He's there. I know He loves me, so therefore, I move forward in trust that He knows I love Him and that He'll steer me onto the path He wants me on. But I often neglect to actually talk to Him about all of the above.
Lately I've also taken terra firma for granted. Including the terra firma of the United States economic and political climates. The recent Chile experiences have reminded me that this life is not guaranteed to be safe and without challenges and that my security does not lie in dirt or mortar or ideas and legislation.
Finally, I take the air I breathe for granted. A near and dear one has been fighting pneumonia. Talking brings on coughing fits. Walking up the stairs steals strength and air. Tonight I got to watch this very important person sleeping soundly and without coughing.
A breath of fresh air.
Thank You, Lord.
2 comments:
Oh Kelly! My heart is echoing your thoughts today. Just this morning, on my way to work, I heard a local pastor speak on this very thing. How often (as in daily) do I fail to thank God for the richness of my life? Health? My family? Food to eat? A job to provide? Even books to read? Life is rich and I should remember to consider that! God is such a gracious Father indeed!!
As to pneumonia...I've watched my husband struggle with that ailment at least twice a year (sometimes more often) for the past ten years due to a chronic lung problem. Truly, the air we breath is precious!!
Like I said...I'm echoing your heart this morning! Bless you!
Thanks for sharing your thoughts, Kim. Sorry for your husband's pneumonia struggle. How awful.
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