That's how the taxi driver who transported me accross the border from Brazil to Argentina described his life.
That precious word " blessed" really hit me!
How many other conversations would you expect people to use such an adjective to describe their circumstances?
But in the place he lived, the people who shared his life and for the way life was for him, this man recognised just how blessed he was.
It was a sharp reminder to me as to just how truly blessed I feel and I simply thank God for each day....
What about you?
Feeling blessed....?
(Matthew 5:3-12)
A church in Speke (based in its own cafe) gives people "hugs" (personally and prayerfully knitted scarfs wrapped in a clear bag) complete with a personal dedicated card from the knitter. They're (freely) given out to anyone deemed to be in need of a "hug". Know someone who is "down", bereaved, recently divorced or having a hard time? Give 'em a "hug"... Just imagine how many "hugs" our local knitters could produce.....!
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