He Is The Source Of My Blessings

I am sitting on a stool in my office window. It is a two foot wide ledge between two closets where I prefer to write, perched in a cubby. My view is my sweet front porch and the construction site across the street, four new houses for my new neighbors. There is a makeshift bird feeder on my porch wall, an old fireplace screen with votive cup holders. I moved it to the porch this summer and instead of candles, I fill the little cups with birdseed so the cardinals and sparrows can perch along with me.

There is more. My youngest is playing Bach Prelude No. 1 on the piano in the next room, a piece my mother taught him yesterday, and we just shared a fresh corn and tomato omelet with provolone cheese and tiny bits of onions. Then, out of the blue, my friend Patty from the old Bible study stopped by to grace me with even more vegetables from her overflowing garden.  These are golden moments, tiny bits of great blessing.

Just from this spot in the world, I could list hundreds of blessings, things, people, memories and opportunities for more. All around me and beyond, the world is full of God’s blessings. Absolutely full. Enough for a lifetime of abounding in the abundance. It would be just as easy for my fingers to type about some things I don’t like right here at this same window. But why? Why perceive lack when I can behold blessings and consider the Source?

And God is able to bless you abundantly, so that in all things at all times, having all that you need, you will abound in every good work. 2 Corinthians 9:8