Count thy blessings

It’s been a financially tough year for me (even then, it really wasn’t).  I didn’t want to generically say it was a rough year because it really wasn’t that bad.  I still had my health.  That counts for something compared to others who have been suffering.  I didn’t completely lose my job this year.  It was more like I was “in-between-projects”.  I only work for my company if they have any projects.  This year it was a complete dry spell for work.  I’m pretty positive I worked a grand total of 4 months so far this year. So yeah, it was rough.

With all this newly free time I acquired, I decided to get right (or at least strive towards that goal) with God as well as visit a few friends that I lost along the way.  I can’t quite figure out the math how I managed to avoid applying for unemployment but still always tithed whatever God provisioned, didn’t need to struggle in order to put food on the table and a roof over my head, as well as take four trips back home to see my friends and family.  I looked at my accounts this last month and realized that I’m not going to make it.  At that point it felt like God came out of nowhere to give company work to finish out the year (albeit I had to take a significant pay cut, but getting something is always better than nothing).

I really don’t get it.  I just don’t.

I know I was never in a unrecoverable position compared to the rest of the world.  But it was relatively worrisome for me.  God is with me every step of the way and I don’t want to ever forget that He was and always will be.  I have a lot to thank for this Thanksgiving.