Monday Motivator
I had a wonderful weekend with a bunch of Canadians. See, I live in wild, wonderful West Virginia, but I’m from Ontario. I was blessed to have my mom, her sister and brother-in-law, and her parents here for a few days. It wasn’t long enough, but it was a real blessing.
Having family together, drinking entirely too much coffee (or tea, or pepsi), sitting around having long talks, these are things that make life good. It’s also fun to watch as my family (my wife and child) integrate with my family (extended), and as that whole group further integrates with my wife’s family. It’s just neat.
The Lord has certainly blessed me through my family. And I know that’s not the case for everyone. So this morning, I’m counting my blessings.
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Andrew, I just read this to everyone in our hotel room. Nana and Papa said to tell you that they are counting their blessings too, and that you two are the host and hostess with the mostest. And that gets an amen from the rest of us!
We, from the bride’s side, also loved the get together. Even if we didn’t score a can of Timmy’s every time the Canadians invade us, we’d still love ‘em.