Thoughtful, thankful, and grateful

This is my favorite time of year. I used to be such a scrooge that I find it shocking how over the top I am about it now. Funny thing how life changes your opinion of things. I feel God in my life every second and I have found a peace because of it that has evaded me most all my life. You know- horrible things happen so much, we lose our friends and loved ones, natural disasters occur, we endure sickness and loneliness and heartache. But, we are not forsaken you know. We are never without the love of the one that values us more than any other. I am not sure how I have doubted this before now- I don't even think that I doubted but somewhere along the way I missed out on picking up on the feeling of his nearness. On perceiving his providence. Maybe I was allowing myself to be too busy, overwhelmed, distracted, I am not sure. But- I suppose that this year I am most thankful for an overwhelming awareness of my blessings. I am blessed beyond measure- I am highly favored. My family is vital and important to the savior. His love is made perfect in my weakness. I am so thankful for his promises and the renewing of his mercy for me every single morning.
I had my entire family over this year for Thanksgiving. That was a first and a huge deal to me. Cooking, and decorating, and all the craziness of entertaining makes me incredibly happy. I cooked my first Turkey- free range of course! You know me:) It turned out great and everyone seemed to have a great time. Our youngest member, Jane at 6months of age and our oldest Mamaw Bobbie was 79 years old. In my new home there were four generations of us women. It was such an incredible feeling to have us all under my roof. The cooking was great and company was even better. My kids were so excited and continue to talk about it even while I am typing this up today. I wish that everyone could have what we have.
Of all the blessings in my life- my little perfect kiddos, the ones I never thought that I would have are probably the biggest ones. I know that there was a time when I cried and begged God to send me a child. I felt so alone, hopeless, depressed, and empty. Today I feel crowded by two kids, two giant dogs, hopeful, happy, and full to the brim. I can't think of a thing that I want that I don't have. It is true that HE works out all things for good for those that love Him. I am living proof. Here are a couple of pics from our Thanksgiving Extravaganza!
Me and my precious babies

My Uncle


Our Feast

My boy

Our table

My little sister

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