Count Your Blessings

Thanksgiving is less than a week away. There’s so much to do it makes my head spin. With a guest arriving for the week, the house must be thoroughly cleaned. Daily menus must be planned and grocery shopping done.

More important than anything else, however, is to get down on my knees and thank God for my own good health and that of my family.

A friend asked me to accompany her to a chemotherapy appointment. Several patients sat in chairs with IV tubes attached to them as the chemicals flowed into their bodies. Although remaining calm, thoughts of running out of there and into the nearby woods crossed my mind.

The only thing in my power is to ask the Lord of all abundance to bless my dear one by restoring good health.

My heart breaks for my beloved friend and for cancer patients everywhere. Such a fate screams of unfairness and one can only hope, and pray, to be spared. Sometimes there is just no reason why cancer hits. It's not any kind of punishment, but just something that happens and then must be dealt with.

Life is precious and so fleeting. A single diagnosis of a terminal illness can spin our lives out-of-control and change everything in one, devastating moment.

Thanksgiving is a week away but deep gratitude for endless blessings has already begun.