I’m Blessed

Happy Monday.  How have you been blessed this last week?  I love reading how God is working these days, so please join the party by leaving a link to your current blog post saying how you have been blessed (instructions here) or at least leave a comment if you don’t have a blog.  It’s such a treat for me when you do that, and I know a treat for others to read as well.  I have found this to be a great way to retrain my brain from focusing on the complaints, to focusing on praising.

My parents are currently visiting us from across the country.  Need I say more?

If I need to catch you up on the wonderfulness of their visits:

-Knut and my parents get along great.  Probably too great, but I’ll settle for great.

-I rarely get a chance to touch dishes while they’re here.  From a house without a dishwasher, this is a big deal for me!

-My “Papa” (step-dad) does an amazing job grooming our dog, Lena.  Brushed, de-shed, nails trimmed and rounded, exercised, fed, etc.  He loves dogs and Lena looks forward to his visits like Christmas.

-Knut has the whole week off to spend with us.

-There is always someone around to read the kids a book, and always someone to “oooh” and “aaah” over Lego sculptures.  When they are here we can move back to “man on man defense” if we want because we have the same number as adults in the house as children.

-They asked to see my homeschool books for next year and let me go on…and on….and on about them and all of my plans.

-Once the kids are in bed we get to sit around playing games and discussing theology until the wee hours of the night.

-Papa makes breakfast.

-Mom gives me back rubs.

-My mom was snapping pictures of my fingerless mittens at the country fair with as much enthusiasm as when I had an art project on display in elementary school.  I’m 30 years old and I still love it.  (I’ll share the results on Wednesday.)

Well, the week has just begun so I can’t say all the blessings that will happen.  I can say that having them here feels like I can breathe a big sigh of relief.  When they’re here I can say “Would it be okay if I take a nap?”  and it’s arranged.  I don’t walk around the house wondering if I’m the only one who notices the trash on the floor.  I walk around wondering if someone just swept it. 

Having them visit is like having a retreat come to us.  What can I say?  We’re blessed.

(pssst!  Don’t forget to share how you’ve been recently blessed!)