I was driving through my neighbourhood this morning. My passenger commented on a beautiful shrub in bright red fall plumage. It was a sight. In some way I carried it with me as my mind returned to the road.
As I entered my home I turned to pull the outer screen behind me. As I did I noticed the beautiful red leaves on the shrub in my front yard. I slowly pass it several times a day. I could reach out and touch its leaves any day.
I began to question what else I miss in a typical day. Like commercials on TV I tune out an inordinate number of blessings.
That is absolutely the truth Brett and well put. Amid all of the really important (and critical) issues you blog about, it is good to see the quiet blessings around.