I have been without my voice for going on four days now. Just about everyone in the family has gotten this yucky cold that starts with a sore throat and then progresses into other things, but I was the only lucky one who lost my ability to speak. This is a first for me, and boy, has it been a challenge. I just didn't realize how much I needed my voice to tell everyone what to do!
My family says they like this new voice, because all I can manage is a whisper. Isn't that sweet of them? I know Levi doesn't like it though, because he keeps begging me to read to him and I have to say no.
iTunes because it is a keeper.
I read recently of a study that revealed that those who kept a journal of gratitude were happier, more content, less likely to suffer from depression, healthier, and a lot of other good things that I don't remember right now. I want to have a heart of gratitude and thankfulness for all God has done and continues to do for me, so I thought this would be a great idea for me. Plus, I wouldn't mind being more content and healthier as a side effect.
Over the next few months, I plan to blog about a specific blessing I am thankful for. I will let today be day one. And so let me say it loud and clear: I am thankful for having a voice! I can praise, I can sing, I can say hello and get to know other people. I can tell my children what to do. I can ask for help. I can pray out loud. I can yell, "Look out!", if something dangerous is about to happen. Yes, I am grateful for my voice. Thank you, Lord, for my voice. And if I could get it back soon, I'd really appreciate it.