Life continues to happen...whether or not I am blogging about it. I must remember this. There are seasons when I can crank out 10 posts in an afternoon and there are seasons when I can't even get 10 words typed. We are currently in the latter (well...except for this post, of course). I hope to carve out some time this weekend to write several posts that are floating around in my head, but until then, know that we are living and breathing, counting our MANY blessings, and reveling in the gifts of one another. Since January was a little crazy around here, this week is the start of my "new year" -- which means attempts at scheduling, more intentional living, eating, reading, playing, etc. Many, many things to keep up with, and blogging just doesn't make it to the top of the list. But...I miss it, so hopefully once things are a bit more oiled and running smoothly, I'll be able to fit in regular blog posts. Don't give up on me friends. :)
I asked God for strength that I might achieve.
I was made weak, that I might learn to obey.
I asked for health, that I might do greater things.
I was given infirmity, that I might do better things.
I asked for riches, that I might be happy.
I was given poverty, that I might be wise.
I asked for power, that I might have the praise of men.
I was given weakness, that i might feel the need for God.
I asked for all things, that I might enjoy life.
I was given life, that I might enjoy all things.
I got nothing I asked for - but everything I had hoped for.
Almost despite myself, my unspoken prayers were answered.
I am, among all people, truly blessed.