Wednesday, March 10, 2010
My seven year old son has to be the youngest football fanatic I know. Around our house football season is a five month long holiday. Every Sunday before the game of that day, he would come to me and say, "O.K. Mom let's check out the injured reserve list and see who is playing today." He loved to show off to his Dad how much he knew about the players. Well, you can just about imagine how excited he was that the Saints made it to the Superbowl. It was like Christmas in January! We had a small group of people over to celebrate the big game with us and of course everyone was in Saints attire for the big event. The Saints won the game and the celebration began. The excitement ran through our house. Later that night after the celebrating was over and it was time for bed, I went to tuck my son into bed for the night. Each night we would say his prayers and then he would say what he was thankful for. This night I just knew what he would say, "I'm thankful that the Saints won the Superbowl." But...that's not what he was thankful for. He said, "I'm thankful that we all got to spend family time together." Tears filled my eyes. Sometimes we don't see the little blessings there are to be thankful for...we are too busy looking for the big ones. Psalm 9:1 I will praise you, O Lord, with all my heart. I will tell of ALL your wonders.