I realize that my posts are almost exclusively about food, but I wanted to share this. My dad told me this story about a year ago and I think of it often. He went on a short-term missions trip to India to visit an orphanage about 4 years ago and while there he heard a whistle echo throughout the orphanage every night around 3am. After a few nights, he decided to ask the significance of the nightly whistle-blowing. It was explained to him that because of the frequent occurence of nightmares in small children's lives and the lack of parents available to orphans, the whistle served as a reminder to the young children. The whistle signifies the presence of God in their lives, and that even if they awaken with a nightmare, that God is there to protect them and to comfort. Every time one of my children wakes with a nightmare (like last night), I am reminded of this lesson: not only is God always there for each one of us, but that I also have the privilege of comforting my children. In this hectic season of life that I find myself in, I need to daily be thankful for my children and to thank God for every opportunity to comfort, nurture, teach, and to love each one of my children.
I would encourage you today to be attentive to the blessings that God has given you [in the form of children, husbands, family, and friends]. It is so easy to take our blessings for granted.