Feeling Blessed Lately

God loves us so much. That's what I have been getting during Sophomore/Freshmen worship night tonight. This post is not going to be about how I keep noticing my flaws. Instead, it will focus more on how much God loves us.

Earlier during the afternoon, I attended IV Church. One of the things Pastor Jason mentioned was examples of being a father. Even during worship, I noticed a kid running around while his dad lovingly watched him. He asked if it was alright for his kid to be on my longboard and I told him I didn't mind. Watching the man love his son got me thinking about how much God loves us as his children. We may do things that we may get in trouble for, but God is watching us.

Tonight's worship had been an amazing experience because I spent most of it listening to God instead of worrying about a lot of things that do not matter. My prayer was basically asking to glorify Him in everything I do. I felt God was speaking to me during the worship time. In my mind, I heard, "Look at the ocean and the moon reflecting off it. This is my gift to you." I also felt blessed to be in Santa Barbara where I am right next to the beach. I love listening to the sound of the waves crashing on the shore, and sometimes I even like the smell of the sea. I am blessed with a community of other Christians who love God. I probably don't even deserve all the things I have, yet I'm blessed to have them.

Tonight, I called Him "daddy" a lot. To be honest, I don't use that term a lot...at least not since I was a child. I just call my own father "dad" because I find it weird to call him "daddy" as I got older. Yet, I've been calling God by the name "daddy" a lot during worship. I totally saw myself as a child, and He was watching over me.

Also, since there had been lots of birthdays recently, I thought about how I don't really get gifts during mine...at least none I can remember. I know, that's a selfish thing to think of. Yet during worship, I realized God gave me a gift greater than anything I could ever receive from any human, and that is the gift of life. Each year is another year of experiences. I'm blessed to even be alive. It's strange how I don't usually think about that. I even remembered how my mom told me she wanted to abort me when my dad convinced her not to. To be alive now is a miracle if I think about it. I do feel sad for a couple siblings that were never born because they were miscarried or aborted. God gave me the gift of life, and that's a gift that can never be beaten by other people. For that I am thankful.

I know I used the word "blessed" a lot in this post, but that's exactly how I feel right now. There's so much in my life that I take for granted. Thinking about this, I realize how much God loves us. I really felt like writing about this. I would actually like to write more on this, except I don't know what else to write. In everything you do, know that He is watching over us.

Until next time,
Kenneth