A few nights ago as we knelt to say our family evening prayers, I started the prayer. I thanked God for all that we had. There was so much to be grateful for. God has answered a lot of our prayers of late and we are so grateful.
Then I came to the part where I usually ask for things that we need or would like. But my mind was blank. We had what we needed. We had been so unbelievably blessed that there was nothing I could really think of that I needed to pray for that we wanted.
I finished the prayer and sat back, realizing that this had been solely a prayer of thanksgiving. For the first time in years we were in a happy place where we were content. Tomorrow might be different. (And it was.) But for today, we were perfectly blessed.
