Starting over

"There is only one rain cloud in the sky... and it's raining on me. Somehow I'm not surprised."

Lately, I've been feeling like Winnie the Pooh's buddy, Eeyore, with a little black rain cloud following me around. What a sad, depressing, self-indulgent thought... I know what my problem is too. I stopped counting my blessings. Not completely, of course, but not intentionally...not daily. And God has been so good to me. How can I not take the time to thank Him...to acknowledge the blessings He rains down on me?

 

There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens...

 

This is that time for me again.

A Blessed Season, indeed.