Remembering to be thankful

I was going to write a post today about the book I am reading – I was going to write a post yesterday with a new recipe I’ve tried. But, as you can see, neither of those things happened. I just didn’t have it in me.

It’s been a heck of a couple of weeks. Both girls sick – one almost constantly and the other one piping in with a couple things just to keep life interesting. It’s been insane. My body is tired and my brain is fried. I’ve been in survival mode. Dug in and hunkered down.

But you know, it’s in the middle of the most challenging times that, I think, God reaches down and reminds us of the many things we have to be thankful for –

Things that we take for granted –

like waking up

and being able to get out of bed

and having a warm house and running water

and food to eat

clothes to wear

and beautiful children to love

And then, today, as I was backing out of the driveway to pick up the kids from school, I noticed something – something I’ve been driving by for at least a week and hadn’t even noticed.

Another one of those moments where He was reminding me to get outside of myself and embrace life –