BYB Sunday: Appreciation Anew

On my way to church, this morning, I came upon bottlenecked traffic at an underpass about a mile down the road. As I approached, I saw fire trucks. The car in front of me was trying to turn onto the road, so I drove around. On the way by, I saw more fire trucks surrounding the first house on the right.

I recognized that house. It was the one I had admired as I grew up for it's size, modern country design, and natural wood exterior. More important, it was the one my son SM identified last year as "A's house," the girl he felt constantly irritated by for the entire first grade.

My heart sunk as I thought of her and how she looked sad in SM's class photo. I prayed for the family for the rest of the morning and knew that as soon as I got home, I would tell SM to pray, too. I hoped it would soften his heart toward A even though he'd said nothing about her irritating him this year now that she was in a different second grade.

This Blog Your Blessings Sunday I am suddenly grateful anew for my home, my family, necessities, and the extras that I possess by God's grace. And I'm strangely aware that I have the blessing of recapturing that appreciation while I still have those things.


"You don't know what you've got 'til it's gone."

It doesn't have to be that way. We can know now what we've got, before a fire or death strikes. Reminders are all around us if we will but look.