Friday blessings: Blessed. Beyond. Belief.

What prompts me to write this morning is a scene that happened outside my window. I can’t describe how blessed I feel right now. I have no words strong enough to thank God for the people He’s put in my life.

We have a two-car driveway, but between my husband’s truck, our son’s, and our tenant’s car, there’s no room for all three vehicles. A neighbour told us to park at his place since he doesn’t drive. So my husband parks down the street. In exchange we shovel for him.

A Nor’easter swept across the area yesterday afternoon. We received approximately 6-8 inches of snow, but wind caused a lot of drifts and made it look more like 12. The mild temperatures brought hail and very wet snow which, in the end, was very heavy.

Rather than wait until the storm’s over, we always shovel more than once. I went out around 4 pm. It was still coming down heavy. We went back out around 7, and then again at 9 after the plow went by and closed off the entrance. At 5:45 this morning, hubby went out to reopen the entrance, and did a quick pass between the truck and our tenant’s car before he headed off to work.

Fast forward a couple of hours. I looked out my front window. A different neighbour was struggling to push his snow blower up the hill. Despite his severe arthritis, that sweet man often plows other neighbours’ driveways. He once told me he suffers for the next few days, but it doesn’t matter to him. He feels led to do this.

Sitting at the kitchen table, my son heard me say, “Awww… did his blower break down? I wonder what happened.” He jumped up and joined me at the window. Before I could say much more, he turned and headed out the door. The scene that unfolded made my heart swell and want to explode with thankfulness for my son as well as for our kind-hearted neighbour.

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Together they pushed the blower uphill to his driveway. I watched as he trudged through thick snow to his shed and returned with a container. I soon found out he’d run out of gas. Where? The driveway where my husband parks. Of all places! He didn’t have to do that.terrence and arthur mar 23 18 (2)

After he refilled, he went back out to plow. As if he hadn’t done enough, he stopped and widened ours too before he went home.

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Neighbours helping neighbours. Isn’t that what we’re here for? To be there for each  other? Always. In the good times. In the bad.

God knew what He was doing when He led us to this area. Little did I know the impact the people around here would have on us. Directly across the street, another set of neighbours have blessed us time and time again. I’ve been working for them since last July (cook/childcare). They’ve been absolutely amazing, and have always been there for me. I’m so thankful. More than that. I’m blessed beyond belief.

Count your blessings this morning. Then pause, and thank God.