When I was child, each Thanksgiving we would gather at my aunt’s house for dinner. It was a family reunion of sorts. Everyone knew … on Thanksgiving we go to Aunt Bernice’s.
Just be there by 4.
We’d all mingle … ladies in the kitchen, men watching football, older children running around outside, little kids running around inside.
At four p.m. sharp, as the ladies brought the food to the table and my uncle brought the turkey, the little ones were gathered, the kids were called to come inside and wash up, the men were called to the table. Each family would stand together around the table and before the blessing was said, my great aunt Delight would begin singing “Count Your Blessings.”
We’d all gradually join her, with many singing harmony. It was one of those songs you just “knew.” No one taught it to you, you just joined in. I can still hear it today, all these years later.
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.
Count your blessings, name them one by one.
Count your blessings, see what God has done.
Count your blessings
Name them one by one
Count your many blessings see what God has done.
Are you ever burdened with a load of care?
Does the cross seem heavy you are called to bear?
Count your many blessings, every doubt will fly,
And you will keep singing as the days go by.
When you look at others with their lands and gold,
Think that Christ has promised you his wealth untold;
Count your many blessings money cannot buy,
Your reward in heaven, nor your home on high.
So, amid the conflict whether great or small,
Do not be discouraged, God is over all;
Count your many blessings angels will attend,
Help and comfort give you to your journey’s end.
There is not a one of us who has not been tossed on life’s tempests. We’ve carried burdens, been discouraged, had heavy crosses to bear. We’ve all looked at others and wondered, “Why can’t I …” We’ve lived through disaster and emotional heartbreak.
Yet each day we wake to a new day, filled with hope and the promise of good things. Each day we can, if we choose to, find something to be thankful for.
Won’t you join me this month of Thanksgiving as we Count Our Blessings, and name them one by one?
Each day I’ll post a new prompt. You can join me here, or on any of my social media platforms (links in the sidebar). If you have a story of encouragement, or a special memory to share, we’d all love to read it. Above all remember, you always … always have something to be thankful for.
Today’s prompt …