Pity Me Perspective

Well, it's been awhile since our last blog. No, it's not the pee that did me in. It was a computer virus. Somehow, while Anna was playing on the computer, we were infiltrated by a TROJAN virus. Not fun, really not fun! I am updating this from Brandon's laptop, as we are currently saving all of our files and music and pictures onto Cd's so that we can restore our computer. I won't go into much detail about it, except to say it is EVIL! Evan has conquered the potty. I wrote a cute little story about it to blog, but I feel so much past that right now. I have been so caught up with our virus and potty training and Peeka problems, that I think I spent a lot of time this week thinking "Poor Me!" I don't mind saying that a little bit once in awhile, but this week it just consumed me. When the reality is, I am so blessed. Brandon and I take an opportunity every month to fast on one Sunday. Today was that day. There is something about feeling so hungry that helps you find your deepest thought. As my belly rumbled for food, I realized, it never really does that. Brandon and I have enough in life. We have enough food, enough transportation and housing, but mostly enough love and laughter. We are truly blessed by all that is around us. Sometimes, I can't believe that people don't always see God everywhere. Yes, our computer crashed, but we were blessed to have just gotten a back up. And maybe I was able to play with my children a little more this week, because I wasn't reading or writing a blog! Yes, Evan took awhile to potty train, but as my sister pointed out, some people will never have the opportunity to potty train, because their child is physically challenged. As I type this, I can hear my children running around with their father playing a game that makes them laugh, while I get one last moment of sanity, before we head back into the work week. These are all small gifts to me from a Father in Heaven who loves me and this week He gave me a perspective test. Did I pass? I hope so. There is a hymn that we sing at church called Count Your Many Blessings. The whole song is great, but the first verse says "When upon life's billows you are tempest tossed, when you are discouraged thinking all is lost, count your many blessings, name them one by one, and it will surprise you what the Lord has done." Sometimes when I am having a pity me moment, I think of this song. It really is good to count your blessings, big and small. It helps you to have a great perspective on life. No matter how hard this day may be, it will end soon, and tomorrow has a whole load of possibilities. Heavenly Father is with us in all of these moments, just waiting for us to ask Him for help or comfort. We just need to humble ourselves enough to realize that all of these burdens can be lifted when we rely on the loving guidance that is offered to us. -Pam-