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Blessings

Posted by admin in June 17th, 2009
Published in Blessings, faith

Tony Blair once said that he measures a country by how many people are trying to get out and how many people are trying to get in. In some cases in the US he could have accurately said, how many people are dying to get in.

The US is still drawing tens of thousands of immigrants, legal and illegal, because it is still the land of opportunity; the source of the American Dream. We’re so blessed here in these United States (Yes! I said blessed! The most overused word in the English language). But we are.

I read recently, “If you’ve never seen a relative die in a war, if you’ve never been a slave, if you’ve never been tortured you are better off than 500 million people on the planet.”

“If you keep your food in a fridge, your clothes in a closet, if you have a roof over your head, a bed to sleep in—you are richer than 75 percent of the entire world population.”

“If you have a bank account you’re part of only 8 percent of the wealthiest people in the world.”

“If you can read these words you are luckier than 1 billion people on the planet who can’t read at all.”

Sometimes at night when I wake up and have trouble going back to sleep I start counting my blessings instead of sheep (Oops! That rhymes. Seriously not intended).

We’ve had severe thunder storms recently that have awakened me in the middle of the night. I snuggle up against Big D, pull the covers close around my neck and I think about all the people in KC who are living under bridges, in parks, homeless and forced to face the elements without any protection. I pray for them and then wonder at how blessed we are. How incredibly fortunate to have a roof over our heads and a warm bed to sleep in.

Last night Daryl and I ate my homemade meatloaf (yummy) with mashed potatoes and corn. And I prayed before we ate. I prayed the typical dinner prayer, “Lord thank you for this food, bless it to the nourishment of our bodies, in Jesus’ name. Amen.” Daryl and I looked up at each other and bowed our heads once more, “…and Lord please be with all of our brothers and sisters around the world who don’t have enough to eat tonight and please provide for their every need.”

I need to count my blessings. I need to name each one of them (yes, there is a song playing in my head right now, please forgive me). I count my blessings that there isn’t war raging in my neighborhood, I count my blessings that I can go to church on Sunday and freely assemble with the Body of Christ without fear of soldiers rushing in and arresting all of us for meeting in God’s name. I count my blessings that my kids are married, hardworking, healthy, Christians, paying their bills and attending church. I count my blessings for two beautiful grandsons who are loud and boisterous and full of life. I count my blessings that I can read for pleasure and for learning. I have God’s Word in several different versions and can pick one up at anytime and read it freely, unhampered by government or lack of learning. I thank God I can walk, run, buy groceries, pump gas, do laundry, taste, smell, see and feel the touch of family. I thank God that I am relatively healthy and that the biggest issue I’ll face today is when to take the car in for an oil change. I thank God for cars. For a garage. For food, clothing and shelter. For freedom. And as a woman I am very grateful that I do not live in an oppressive nation which doesn’t allow me to show my face, drive a car, leave the house alone, choose who I’ll marry, or to be educated. I’m counting my blessings today and rejoicing in all that God has provided through His mercy and grace. But most importantly I want those things to remind me to pray and intercede for men and women around the world who are suffering and struggling. People who have done nothing wrong but were simply born in nations where corruption is the rule and immorality is a way of life.

God told Abraham that He was blessing old Abraham so that Abraham would in turn be a blessing. He was blessed to be a blessing (Genesis 12:1-3). I think that applies to me, to all of us who have more than enough, who are blessed and living in that top 25 percent. When I pray for the homeless I need to give to those ministries who provide for them. When I pray for those in slavery, I need to financially support ministries that work hard to bring freedom to those held in slavery. When I pray for the hungry, I need to find ways of feeding them and giving of my time and resources to provide them food. John said it was funky town bad to see a brother or sister in need and do nothing, “How does God’s love abide in anyone who has the world’s goods and sees a brother or sister in need and yet refuses help?” (I John 3:17). Yup. We are blessed to be a blessing. I’m listing some ministries below that are doing a good work and who Daryl and I financially support because we believe in what they are doing. It’s important that we count our blessings, ask God what we should do with all these blessings, and then do something to bless others. Peace.

Asha House in Bangladesh rescues young girls who have been sold by parents into slavery. Mike and Rosie Whittles can be reached at mikewhittles@gmail.com. Ask me for their most recent newsletter. I’ll send it electronically. Fabulous work. Good people.

Tyrone and Renee Flowers of Higher-Mpact ministries helps youth at risk of KC’s inner city. Great work. Great folks. Tyrone’s testimony is amazing. Check them out at www.highermpact.org

Mike and Cindy Rice feed the hungry of their city every Wednesday. By themselves. On their own. They buy Subway sandwiches, bottled water and a cookie and hand out these sack lunches to folks on the streets of Oklahoma City. Every week. On their own. I’m sure they could use some extra help this summer especially as the numbers of homeless keeps increasing. Contact them at mrcc_inc@hotmail.com.

Check out the City Rescue Mission of your town or even the good old Salvation Army. These ministries have been around a long time and are doing a fantastic job of providing for the homeless and destitute.

Blessed to be a blessing.

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133. big sister said,
June 18th, 2009 at 12:16 pm

Thanks, sis. It is good to be reminded to be thankful and grateful for all God has given – every good and perfect gift from the Father of Lights. Love.

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