November 6, 2011

the weekly lightning bolt of blessings

dear strike me twice diary,

my grandpa used to say the same prayer before every dinner and i can remember the words just as he spoke them, but my dad cant. he tries to recite the prayer that grandpa said and i never correct him when he gets it wrong. i'm just happy dad prays now. i used to beg him to come to church with us when i was little and he never would. when i said my prayers every night at the foot of my bed, i would ask Jesus to forgive my dad for not coming to church with us and my mom always said Jesus understood. "the blessings we receive from day to day..." is my favorite part of the prayer, where we are to give thanks for the special gifts that come into our lives everyday. i am thankful my dad goes to church now- my mom would be so happy about that. and the blessings, some days, like last sunday, the blessings are much bigger than others, but then you never know, this day ain't over yet.