Blessings & Curses

While a song played in my head this morning, it made me think of the blessings and "curses" that I've received lately.

I was blessed at the grocery store again, by receiving that spectacular $8 coupon from my Dad. FORTY dollars is the total that I have saved in the past 5 weeks, just from him getting those and giving them to me! If you don't know what I'm talking about, see my posts "Show Me The Money" and "Coupons 102".

I was cursed when one of my teeth lost a very big filling and I had to visit the dentist for repair. I do not like going to the dentist. The smell, taste and sounds. Too much ick.

I was blessed when I took little Abraham by the hand Sunday morning and took him down to children's church. What a sweetheart he is.

I was blessed when an online friend of mine told me how uplifting it is to view my profile on FB. She has suffered heartache from the loss of her beautiful thirteen year old daughter almost three years ago. See my post "Remembering Allison". I am certainly no one special, just trying my best to serve the Lord and acknowledge Him in all my ways.

I was blessed when I decided, very spontaneously, to visit an aunt and uncle that I haven't seen in awhile last weekend. They are truly remarkable.

I was cursed, like most of us in this half of the world, when we lost an hour due to daylight savings time. Add to that two very sleepless nights and ugh, not fun.

I was blessed when I bought some Nyquil, took a dose and slept like a baby after those two sleepless nights. Ahhhhh.

I was blessed last Friday when I took off for the afternoon with Alec and walked around downtown Lapeer while he rode his bike. What a gorgeous day it was. And I love spending that one on one time with any of my children.

I was cursed when I woke up last week with that so-not-so-special kink in my shoulder/neck area.

I was blessed to look up from my desk at work last week and see Krista pulling into the parking lot. She had surprised me with a visit along with bringing me my favorite Tim Horton's coffee.

I was blessed when Rachel and I spent the whole day together on Saturday. Craft show, visiting family and going to the movies. Super fun. Just the two of us while John, Matt and Alec went to Autorama.

I was blessed at church when a message was delivered about family and had impacted so many of us. I was able to go and pray with my kids.

I was then cursed while I was lovingly trying to pray for them and they were complaining of being tired and jerking their backs in discomfort. They had spent all day at church for practice with the youth and were turning into whiney three year olds.

I was blessed when I visited a woman's blog and read through her beautiful posts. She in turn visited mine and posted a lovely comment, along with posting a link back to my post about "Always Waiting" on her blog. Someone who is also passionate about the Lord = instant kinship.

I was blessed when Mason and Micah saw me at church, started jumping up and down together and began shouting to me, "I want to go to your house!" Of course Micah then says, "I want a treat!" He knows that I carry treats in my purse for him. The bribery has worked. He loves me.

I was blessed to remember that Hope and I share a "birthday". The day she was born quiet and the day I was born again, both on March 2nd. Her, three years ago and for me, it was six years ago. March 2, 2003 I had hope born into my life. Three years later Kristie named her precious angel Hope.

And I will end on that beautiful note.