Emphasis Preaching Journal

Francine looked around at the other members of her adult Sunday church school class. Their teacher had just asked "Where does each of you find God's blessings?" A thoughtful silence followed, but now in the midst of that silence, Francine felt prompted to speak. She began softly, "Often the blessing comes in such little ways. I'll get up in the morning and see the first pink rays of dawn. Or I may miss that, be too bleary-eyed, but on the way to work I'll see the face of a child smiling or hear a laugh coming from somewhere ahead of me on the bus.