When was the last time you stopped to count your blessings? No one bestows blessings like our God. I mean, he's unloaded the truck on me. I don't deserve any of them. But today I am pausing to reflect on them. Start to count your blessings, and you'll run out of ink in your pen and paper in your notebook and time on your calendar before you get to the end of his blessings. I grew up singing a hymn that, sadly, many of you have never heard and will never sing. "Count Your Blessings" was the title. "Count your many blessings, name them one by one, count your many blessings see what God has done."
We are not meant to be sanctified corpses on the way to heaven, but living witnesses to the lavish grace and goodness of God.