Count your blessings, name them one by one
I have just finished reading "Mighty be our power" by Leymah Ghowee, 2011 Nobel Peace price winner. Leymah is Liberian and at the tender aged of 17 war came to Liberia and changed her life forever. She witness death, her family ripped apart with many dying or becoming refugees in neighbouring countries, destruction of her city and the loss of everything she held dear. To add to her misery, she found herself in an abusive relationship that caused her much grief. Her life was turned upside down leading her along a path of hopelessness, fear and despair. But in her darkest moments she remembered this hymn which reminded her to "count her blessings". Can you imagine being in a war zone or being beaten up by your husband and still wanting to count your blessings? Our lives are so comfortable, we forget to count our blessings when they are starring us in the face. I sometimes think it takes loosing ...