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A plateful of blessings to be thankful for
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There is an old hymn called “Count Your Blessings” that suggests if we count our blessings individually, we will be astonished how many we have been given.

This is the season that we should be thankful for all of our blessings. The way I see it, if your day is spent on the green side of the grass, you have been blessed.

I am thankful for the blessing itself. Call it grace or returning thanks, but asking God’s blessing on our food is a beautiful thing. I’ve noticed more and more these days that many people take the time, whether in a group or alone, to ask God to bless the meal they are about to enjoy.

Now, sometimes people turn that into an editorial, but that’s OK.

I am thankful for the blessing of family. My original family consists mostly of people who have passed on. I miss them all but they still bless my life.

I am still blessed when time is spent with those I love.

First, there is my extended family of cousins. We got together twice this year. Unfortunately, it was to bury two members of our clan. The good thing is that we still have each other at times like that.

In both instances, I was asked to speak at the funerals. I am thankful for the blessing of good words at the right times.

Secondly, there is my more recent family. That’s the crowd I affiliated with when I got married. I’ve come to know and love people I didn’t even know before then. They seem to like me and I’m thankful for that.

I’m thankful for my step-dog, Buttons. She is almost 16, which means she is living on borrowed time. She has lost both her sight and her hearing, but our veterinarian tells us that she is in no pain.

She used to bark when I would come home, now, she just sniffs to see who is there. I’m am blessed when I can guide her back toward the house when she loses her way in the yard.

I’m thankful for my prayer partner, John. If you don’t have somebody who prays for you, you’re missing a real blessing. John is a real blessing for me.

I don’t like to talk about my work in this space, but I’m thankful for law enforcement and public safety professionals in our great state. They are a real blessing.

It shouldn’t happen, but somebody might get in an actual fight over a drumstick on Thanksgiving. If you call 911, there will be somebody who will respond and they won’t get up from their Thanksgiving dinner to do it because they will already be at work. Bless them today and every day.

Speaking of Thanksgiving, I’m thankful for the foods we enjoy at this time of year. There is just something about good cornbread dressing and sweet potato soufflé that is just incredible.

I’m thankful that folks who live up North have stuffing in their turkey and drink unsweetened tea. Bless their hearts.

I’m thankful for people who bless you. It may be with words or it may be a real touch when somebody says they care by a hand on your shoulder or a hug around the neck.

I’m thankful for the words on this page. I started out with a blank page and filled it up with a handful of blessings.

I hope you find a truckload of blessings of your own.

Harris Blackwood is a Gainesville resident whose columns appear on the Sunday Life page and on


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