Counting my blessings

It is the time of year to count your blessings. I try and do that every year – well, actually more often than that, but you get my drift.

Sometimes I get caught in a rut recounting my blessings. I mean I count my family and friends as a blessing, but sometimes almost as an afterthought. I count our farm and our community as a blessing, but do I always remember that on a daily basis? It sounds horrible, but sometimes I think of my church almost as an afterthought as well, which means that my relationship with God has undoubtedly taken a backseat to life sometimes.

After all of those blessings t...