I think that in the mundane activities of parenthood we often forget to count our blessings. Maybe dinner doesn’t turn out the way we expected or we don’t get to do what “we” want to do. Regardless of the source of our frustrations the result is all the same, we become blind to what God has blessed us with.

I was sitting at t-ball with my two little ones when I overheard a heartbreaking conversation. I was relaxing next to my beautiful children who were wearing nice clothes, eating snacks and playing with a big tub of toys. The man next to me (a fellow parent) was lamenting that he didn’t get many hours this week at work. Another parent asked him where he worked, his response… Wal-Mart.

I instantly felt about 1 inch tall. Wal-Mart is a fine place to work. But it is obviously not a career that provides stable income. I live in the land of security. I am well cared for in every way. Which makes it easy to forget how much I have compared to those around me.

So my advice for today is count your blessings and help those in need. Be thankful for the roof over your head, food on your table and the relationships that God has blessed you with.

In that vein here are pictures of my three blessings.