Am I Still Blessed?

Once The Accident happened, I couldn’t look at anything that had the words “blessed” on it. No jewelry, no clothing, no cups, nothing. I couldn’t let myself wear anything or have anything that had “blessed” on it.

I have always been so quick to put #blessed on something when something good happens to me and my family. But what happens when something bad happens? Something bad like losing a child? It had me questioning my thoughts on what blessed looked like?

Am I no longer "blessed?"

I have been guilty of it many times. As Facebook Memories pop up on my newsfeed each day, there were many times I plastered how “blessed” I was because of all the good things God has done for me: three healthy babies, jobs, vacations, cars, houses, clothes, family, health, healing, etc.

Don’t get me wrong. These are wonderful treasures that He allows us to have and be a part of, but these are all materialistic.

When I looked at my life, did I ever say I was blessed because God loves me in spite of my flaws? Did I ever say I was blessed because He died on a cross for my sins? Did I say I was blessed because he will never leave me or forsake me? What about the fact that the Lord understands my brokenness and suffering. He understands the pain I feel each day, but He knows I will come out of the fire unburned because He has walks through it with me. I am blessed because He lives in me.

My definition of blessed looks different now.

So what is the TRUE definition of BLESSED? Yes. Leave it to the English teacher to ask that question.

Dictionary.com says, “Blessed (n): those who live with God in Heaven.”

It’s my salvation.

Today felt like a good day to post this. It's Good Friday, and my prayer for all of us reading this is that we know our where our blessings lie... in our salvation AND the good things He provides.

I know how it feels to question God and this life when things are at its worst. I pray no one ever feels that because they’re in a pit, they are not blessed.

My blessings have looked different after The Accident- maybe even more critical- but when I look in the mirror, I know I am blessed. Because of this promise, He will take me to see my daughter in Heaven one day; for that, I am forever grateful!

I am grateful for all the blessings in my life.