The Psalmist loves to give lists of instruments that we can use to praise God. Some of those lists are pretty long, but I’m adding a new instrument today. You see, in spite of my name, I’m not much of a trumpeter - but when I need to blow my nose, you would never know it. If the nose-blowing was in any way musical, I could give Dizzy Gillespie a run for his money. (And if there are ever sequels made for old classics, I’m fully ready to play opposite Julie Andrews in “The Sound of Mucous.”)
*ducks*
Somehow, getting sick reminds me of all of the things that I have to be grateful for. After running myself ragged last week, I have a horrible sinus infection, and am therefore in just such a boat right now!
But what a praise list I have. Even when I feel completely overwhelmed, I can’t help but remember the blessings that have been rained down in buckets on my life. Being sick reminds me of just how often I am healthy. Being run ragged reminds me of the privilege that it is to be doing God’s work.
Sometimes it’s the big things that make me smile, and sometimes all it takes are the little blessings…
- The clerk in the Wal-Mart photo center that got all concerned when I gave her a couple of my pictures for trimming - they don’t do professional photos, you see, because of copyright issues. She seemed genuinely shocked when I told her they were mine.
- The beauty of thunderstorms.
- Playing volleyball.
- Having people remind me that it has been a week since I last blogged, and ask for a new post!
- Nasal decongestant.
And so, I’m trumpeting His praise - muted only by Kleenex Ultra-Soft!
