This doesn't happen every day. Some days I'm selfish and ungrateful and I miss them. But other days I take a good look around and realize just how full my life is of tender mercies.
They're not big things, you know. Not life changing things. Just things that make the day easier to get through. I won't list them all here. I couldn't even if I tried and some of them are so precious that I wouldn't share any way. But I have realized that blogging is one of them. This blog, and really the medium of blogging in general, is one of the biggest tender mercies of my life.
We've been through stuff. Stuff I've told you about and stuff I haven't. Stuff you tell your best friends and stuff you wouldn't wish on anyone. And I really and truly believe that without those tender mercies, without those little reminders that the Lord was there and knew just when I needed a friend to invite the kids over, or someone to leave a nice comment or sent me someone just to talk to, that I may not have found a way through. It made all the difference in the world.
Some people say that blogging is dying, that Facebook and twitter and instagram have divided and conquered, but I really can't imagine my life without the blog. I don't post as often, I'm not addicted to the comments like I was, but almost every day a post runs through my head. And I think that might just be the way I live the rest of my life. Because when you recognize that mercy, you don't just let it slip away.