Counting Blessings

1. The Bible tells us to be thankful (Colossians 3:15)
2. Writing down blessings is a great way of reminding myself that God is working in my life and in the lives of people around me. Perspective.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

January 19th

A couple of nights ago I awoke to a loud thump. It was 4:00am and my first reaction was "Oh No, Sophia must have fallen out of the top bunk bed" Not sooner had I realized that Sophia was actually in bed next to me, that I jumped out of bed to find out the source of this thump.
God must have directed me straight to our bathroom. I am not sure why I went there first but I did and I was thankful I had. Upon going to the bathroom, I found Ric on the floor with his head against the wall and the tub with his leg bent backwards and the other leg straight out. His eyes were open wide and glazed over. He was limp. I immediately started calling his name and shaking him to wake up. I had noticed he was breathing...so that was good. I was able to pull him out of the awkward position and lay him flat on the ground. He had been "out of it" for at least a minute. I continued to call out his name and I was about to go call 911 when Ric finally gasped and shook awake. He could barely speak. He mumbled, "I don't feel good. I feel tingly. I don't feel good". I told him I was about to call our neighbor to help out....or call 911. And then, he leaned over and vomited.
Ric had not been feeling good earlier in the day. His body must have been so torn up from the sickness that he fainted. I was able to get him cleaned up and together and placed him in the guest room (away from little 7 week old Rosalia sleeping in our bedroom).
I could not sleep at all. I laid down next to Rosalia and Sophia and just kept seeing the image of Ric on the floor. It scared me. It really scared me. I prayed. I prayed for my husband. I prayed for my children. I prayed for my family.
It made me cherish the moments I do have with them. Time is fleeting and fading...and each day that I have with them, I want to cherish. They are blessings to me, but more importantly they are big part of me...they are who I am. Yes, I am a child of God. But, the love I have for them is from Him, and that makes me very connected to them deeply.
God said, the two shall become one. Ric and I are one...and there is nothing so special as the bond we have. And, out of that bond, 3 sweet gifts were given to us. They come from our love for one another---how sweet is that.
I am blessed ....truly blessed four times over!

1 comment:

jered said...

Um ... crazy!

Glad all is OK ... do not hesitate to phone the raffriffs at ANY hour, please.