The title says it all, but let's preface this with a story. We all have our own stories in life, and unfortunately, I do not know all of your stories. That means, by sharing a story it will either be made up (which would defeat the purpose of this post) or come from my life.
As many know, health problems have plagued me this year from surgeries to kidney stones, and so many things in between. Going through these difficulties was not my favorite. After resolving these issues, I moved, thinking that life would look up from there because what else could I possibly go through. I was wrong. More trials came and I began to be confused about why all these hard things were happening to me, in my life. Just before Thanksgiving, I was sitting in a class and realized how important it is to be grateful for the hard times. ~ I can see your head turning. Don't worry. I'll explain.~ I was also made aware of the importance of counting your blessings.
It reminded me of a quote:
"Count your blessings and your problems... If your problems outnumber your blessings, count again.... Chances are the things you take for granted were not added up"
Wow! What more can be said. Doing this created awareness, especially when problems seem to overtake life. There is good in every situation. Some situations require more digging and work to find the positive. But the treasure of those far outweighs the good we can easily see, without much effort.
This poem sums up what this post is saying: