I’ve been a little quiet lately. Really quiet. My mind has been flooded with all kinds of things: business ventures, going back to school, deciding on a home for me and the kids….you name it.
During my time away from blogging, I also arrived at the harsh realization that my spiritual life has been lacking. Actually, it has been non-existent. This month, I have re-visited this sensitive part of my life and decided to dust it off and give it a try again.
I’ve experienced the harsh life lessons that are synonymous with disobedience, I’ve experienced the emotional turmoil that is present when there is a lack of prayer, I’ve survived the sleepless night filled with worry because I didn’t know how somethings would work out.
In spite of life’s tough lessons, I’ve found my safe haven, in prayer. I actually realized that I couldn’t think of anything to ask for (aside from a couple million dollars). So instead of always asking for something, I decided to thank God for everything that I have at this point in my life.
Most people see me, and they see the obvious: a black, single mom..2 kids…no help….always running late….in the house most of the time.
Truth is, yes, I am a single mom to two beautiful children who are smart, happy, and healthy. Blessing # 1.
I don’t have much help, but I am able to pay a sitter when I have to handle business, and the kids like her. Blessing # 2.
I am able to provide for my children, with absolute minimal financial help from anyone else. Blessing # 3.
While most people say I’m always late, my job is flexible to the point that I’m not late. I work my required hours, and that’s what matters. Blessing # 4
I am in good health. I can run and play with my kids and we spend lots of time at the park and recreation centers. Blessing # 5
The list could go on. In writing this, tears begin to fill my eyes, because I’ve been spending so much time focused on what I don’t have, when I have a million other things to be grateful for.