Still Counting My Blessings

This morning, while checking to be sure my blogs landed where they were supposed to (they did -- thank you, Lord), a song started playing in my mind. Not on the radio. Not on my phone. Just there -- settling into my heart.

“Lord, I’m still counting my blessings…” — the chorus from "Counting My Blessings" by Seph Schlueter.

And isn’t that exactly right for this moment and this new year?

I am staking my claim on 2026's blessings. The more I look, the more I see them. Blessings tucked into details. Blessings hiding in ordinary moments. Blessings so numerous they spill over the edges of gratitude lists and into quiet tears.

Family. Friends. Shared laughter. Familiar faces and faraway ones. People I know personally -- and people I’ve never met but somehow know through shared faith, encouraging words, and daily reminders that goodness is still alive and well. Leaders. Voices of hope. Strangers who feel like friends because kindness connects us.

The more I look, the more of God’s goodness I find.

On this side of heaven, I know I’ll run out of time before I run out of reasons to be thankful. I can’t count that high. But oh, I can keep counting.

I’m grateful for the privilege of writing words each day -- words that travel farther than I ever could. I’m grateful for social media friends who show up with encouragement, prayers, and light. I’m grateful for people who choose positivity in a noisy world and faith in uncertain times.

And mostly, I’m grateful for a God who keeps showing up -- in the details, in the connections, in the quiet morning moments when a song becomes a prayer.

So today, I’ll keep counting my blessings. Not because life is perfect -- but because God is faithful. And the more I look, the more I see that His goodness has been chasing me all along.

Lord, I may never finish counting -- but I will never stop trying.

"Praise the Lord, O my soul. And forget none of His acts of kindness." Psalm 103:2

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