I am so rich...

I may not have my own car.

I buy my clothes at Marhsalls and Goodwill.

We may not get food at the Organic Market or go out to lunch at the coffee shop anymore.

{ But I am SO rich }

So blessed.

Last night, as I was drifting off to sleep, I heard the rain pour down and the wind whistle eerily through the trees. But I wasn't cold, nor wet, nor scared. Snuggled under my big, warm, comforter, with food in my belly and not one, but two soft pillows under my bed, I was perfectly fine.


I ate dinner with my two wonderful parents last night. They joked around as my mom made dinner, and my dad snuck a kiss. There was no fighting, no arguing, no heart-ache.

My closet is overflowing with clothes.

My tummy is always satisfied.


My shoes always shod.

My clothes always clean.

My hands are soft, not calloused from hard labor.

Thanksgiving is coming up, a time where everyone seems to stop for just a moment, and count their blessings.

Be thankful, because I'm pretty sure, you're rich too.

For ways to give this season, check out:
Samaritan's Purse
Compassion
and
Warm Blankets

{ I am so blessed }

"Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in the heavenly realms with every spiritual blessing in Christ."
Ephesians 1:3