As we count and re-count our blessings we stumble upon another truth...some blessings, although worthy, are too many to be individually counted. These blessings are to be RECOUNTED - told over and over again. My life BEHIND THE BENCH provides proof of this truth...
I cannot count the number of times I've received a quick smile from a fellow fan.
I cannot count the number of times players have willingly given up the ball for another to make the winning basket.
I cannot count the number of times that faithful fans posted encouraging banners on gym walls.
I cannot count the number of times we won by only a point. I cannot count the number of times we only lost by a point.
I cannot count the number of times I have received the end-of-game kiss from my husband whether or not we won.
I cannot count the blessings within the blessings ... for they are far greater than I can count and far more than I deserve...but I will RECOUNT them again and again!
I cannot count the number of times I've received a quick smile from a fellow fan.
I cannot count the number of times players have willingly given up the ball for another to make the winning basket.
I cannot count the number of times that faithful fans posted encouraging banners on gym walls.
I cannot count the number of times we won by only a point. I cannot count the number of times we only lost by a point.
I cannot count the number of times I have received the end-of-game kiss from my husband whether or not we won.
I cannot count the blessings within the blessings ... for they are far greater than I can count and far more than I deserve...but I will RECOUNT them again and again!
