Beautiful

I was just thinking about how hard it is to start a church.  For a brief moment I could feel the pressure on my shoulders, the weight of leading this adventure. 

I am definitely an "Are you kidding?  That glass is mostly full!" kind of guy.  I am almost always positive.  Well now that I think about it, I am positive right now as well. 

I am positive that starting a church is hard.

What's so beautiful about that?

In an attempt to recover my PMA I began thinking about how I see God's hand in my life.  Seriously, I am talking 30 at the most until I was overwhelmed with gratitude and joy.  This sounds cheesy, but I am telling you it is the truth. 

My family. Dear father, they are beautiful.  I am so blessed with a wife that is not just the girl of my dreams, she is sooooo much more.  Those thoughts are for me.  My daughter is the most beautiful little human on the planet.  Her tender heart is so sweet and her little tiny voice will melt your heart.  She loves Bible stories and her mom and dad.  What a beautiful start.  We have a great family around the three of us as well.  Abby's uncle comes over every Wednesday and it is clear that he is quickly becoming her hero.  She loves Uncle Brent.  It makes me sad that we are so far from my sister and her family. 

I look around the church.  The people who call LATR their place.  Oh man.  We have people that have invested thousands of dollars, hours of their lives, trears, sweat and passion.   I am also really excited about the new people who have been connecting.  It is a great adventure. 

There is more, but this post would grow into the realm of ridiculously long. 

I guess the old song was right on when it said, "Count your blessings, name them one by one."  And the Psalmist who said, "Bless the Lord oh my soul and forget not all his benefits."

BEAUTIFUL. 

Life is not EASY but it is BEAUTIFUL.