Count Your Blessings

Last Sunday, I played the piano at my husband's home church in the village of Murdock, Nebraska. It was a pretty crisp fall day. Pumpkins and colorful gourds were scattered throughout the building. And the congregation loudly sang the first hymn "Count Your Blessings."

The first verse reads:

When upon life's billows you are tempest-tossed
When you are discouraged, thinking all is lost
Count your many blessings, ev'ry one by one
And it will surprise you what the Lord hath done.

And the chorus:

Count your blessings, Name them one by one;
Count your blessings, See what God hath done;
Count your blessings, Name them one by one;
Count your many blessings, See what God hath done.

After the service, we hosted my family for an early Thanksgiving gathering. In addition to my family of four, we had my mom and dad, my brother, sister-in-law and four-year-old niece and my 91-year-old grandma.

My mom made the turkey, and it was perfect. She took the advice of a local cook, and baked the turkey with the breast down. She then removed the meat and placed the pieces in a pan with chicken broth and water.

My sister-in-law and I added the side dishes. And we can always count on my grandma to make the deviled eggs.

Even my seven-year-old daughter helped out. She made a "Happy Thanksgiving" sign for the mantle and searched outside for sticks, leaves, acorns and berries to decorate the tables.

What I love about Thanksgiving is... it isn't complicated. It's as simple as 1, 2, 3... faith, family, and food. It's a time to enjoy one another and count your many blessings.

And thank you, moms, dads and grandparents for all you do to bless the lives of others and your children.

Gratefully,
Taryn



About the Author...
Taryn Vanderford
Taryn Vanderford co-anchors “First at Four” Monday through Friday with her husband, Jon Vanderford.
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