I missed church, but I still got a sermon!

   Well, so this morning I had been drinking coffee and checking emails while I waited until time to get dressed for church.  Our church probably isn't more than half a mile away, if even that much.  So I always wait until the last minute.

 

Right when it's time for me to go put my clothes on, hubby comes through frantically searching for his drill.  I jumped up and joined him in the search while trying to find out why it was so all fire important.  Come to find out, he had gone out to put Emmy the mare and her colt out of their pen and into some grass to graze, only to find the mare trapped in the fence!  Fortunately it's barbless wire.  And he need the drill to loosen the screws and drop the wire to get her out. 

 

We found the drill and a charged battery pack and I followed him out thinking he might need me to hold her head by the halter.  But she trusted him implicitly and I merely watched.  By the time I got inside, church was already started and I said "oh, well." 

 

The cabinets needed to be restocked and I began to make a grocery list.  Threw on some shorts and headed to the grocery store.  As I wove my way down the isles, I saw a dad or two with children shopping.  I wondered if they were blessed to have a mama at home or not.  If they did, she definitely was blessed! 

 

There was the usual assortment of elderly folks using the motorized buggies and canes or even their shopping cart as a cane so they could make their way down the isles.  All too often an eventuality of getting older. But they were blessed, for at least they're still getting out and taking care of themselves. 

 

I picked the shortest checkout line and watched as the woman ahead of me lay a case of ramen noodles, a bag of sugar and a box of tea on the counter.  She was on spindly, thin legs.  When the clerk gave her the total she fished out a crumpled and worn $5 to hand to her in payment.  As she grabbed the plastic bags to go out I wondered were that all she had to eat?  I felt a little nauseated as I watched my piled up buggy's items fly by me and into the bags.  I wished I hadn't so many; that I could hurry and get out and try to share some apples or hamburger makings with her.

 

The clerk gave me my total and as I watched the boy put the last bag or two in my buggy, I watched as a woman who couldn't been more than 5 years older than me took one slow, deliberate, apparently painful step after another as she walked out the door beside her buggy and with no aide.  I wondered what caused her affliction.

 

And then, it hit me.  I am BLESSED!!  Unbelievably, undeniably, abundantly blessed!!!!   But you know what else settled over me, as I was making my way out into the hot,Texas sunshine?  These two women were blessed as well!!!  The one who DID have enough money to buy her substance for another week.  The one who WAS strong enough to walk despite her pain.  Different measures for different lives at different times, yet all are blessed!  God does not withhold his blessing even from the unsaved!  He maketh the sun to shine on the just and the unjust. 

 

Thank you Lord for your reminders!

 

                             

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