I had the opportunity to stay with a retired couple in Kentucky for a total of about a week. Each morning I greeted Mattie and asked her how she was, and her answer was always the same: “oh, I’m blessed.” There was nothing fake or sickly spiritual about it. She was simply telling me the truth. And it was kind of contagious.
I’m not always as gracious as Mattie about my blessed state, but the truth is, I am richly blessed. I got to celebrate another year a few days ago, and “blessed” is the only way I can describe that day. The schedule was filled only with tasks I wanted to do. If it hadn’t been for the many Facebook messages and a few rounds of “Happy Birthday,” I could have forgotten what day it was altogether. There just wasn’t time to remember it was my birthday; there was simply too much to enjoy.
- started the day with Starbucks and a few hours at a mission office in an environment conducive to possibilities
- felt healthy enough to go running for the first time in two weeks in 70+° weather…in December!
- worked on formulating vision and mission for a new position
- spent the evening among friends seeking God’s best for their new season in life and receiving prayers and words of blessing for the coming year
My life isn’t perfect by any stretch of the imagination. If the highlight of my life is the weather or doing what I want, it really doesn’t qualify for the definition of “blessed.” But when I look at God’s track record of faithfulness and presence, even in the little things like nice weather on my birthday and the ability to go outside to enjoy it, I know He has blessed me beyond what I deserve.
I’ve just recovered from the flu — something that only happens to me once every 4-6 years — and I’ve avoided playing with my youngest nephew because of it. I’m not used to being contagious, but one of my hopes for this year is that, like Mattie, I can become a contagious blessing.
…all peoples on earth will be blessed through you. Genesis 12.3