He has blessed me

Fall is finally here, and the trees are starting to turn in the Little Apple. The semester has been off to a good start for me; I couldn't ask for a greater group of roomates, my classes are going well, and the Lord is truly moving in the community surrounding me. The Lord has blessed me.

I don't take near enough time to count my blessings. Even when life gets hard and circumstances are out of my reach, the Lord still has his blessings upon me. He provides what I need. He loves me for who I am. He calls me a beautiful creation made in His image. I am blessed. He supplies me with energy, community and love. He blesses me with teaching, trial and struggle; all so I may more fully rely on Him. His word; a blessing to me in knowledge of His power.

As I sit on my front porch, there is a peace all around. Even in the mid-afternoon of a busy day in Manhattan, peace still finds its way in. The sun is shining, the breeze is gentle, and the murmur of the city sustains the atmosphere. Solitude. The Lord has blessed me.