Recognizing Blessings

In this family we recognize blessings. as they are happening.
We capture them. We ride them. We hold on tight and live inside of them.

Sunday morning was filled with those kinds of  moments. I stopped myself and said, "This is it. Right here.  Right now. This is what life is all about. It's why we work hard, it's why we pray."

Sunday morning, early, before there were any other boats on the water or people at the sandbar, we left our dirty breakfast dishes stacked, and took to the water and the sunshine.  We cruised on the smooth water and smiled in the rising sun. At the sandbar, we held our own Sunday-school giving thanks for all that is, all that was and all that will be. Cameron rolled around in a swim diaper filling every crack with sand.  We wrote words to leave our mark, buried feet and built sandcastles. In the back of my mind I told myself to go get my camera to catch that moment forever, but then I talked myself out of it because if I even turned my head away from what was happening for just a second, I was going to ruin the magic of it all.  Instead I stayed right where I was picked up my family and hugged them as we ran for deeper water. (we had to get all that sand washed off right!?)

So I don't have pictures of the three of us at our spot soaking in the magic of it all, but I have the moment in my mind. That memory of goodness will forever be with me.

I do however have a few pictures from the boat. I couldn't take a full break from my camera.

I love this family of mine and I am forever thankful for our blessings. for the goodness. and even for the Benton luck - because sometimes it really is all worthwhile.