Count Your Blessings
When I’m worried and I can’t sleep
I count my blessings instead of sheep
And I fall asleep counting my blessings.
When my bankroll is getting small
I think of when I had none at all
And I fall asleep counting my blessings.
I think of when I had none at all
And I fall asleep counting my blessings.
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds.
If you’re worried and you can’t sleep
Just count your blessings instead of sheep
And you’ll fall asleep counting your blessings.
This song, written by Cole Porter, was made famous by Bing Crosby. I think it appealed to so many people because what person hasn’t turned tossed and turned, unable to sleep, because worry kept them awake.
Today we can certainly identify with bankrolls that are getting smaller. Fortunately, we can also identify with the curly heads tucked safely in their beds. My family and my friends who are like family to me are my greatest blessing. I hope that you, too, fall asleep counting your blessings.
Each of our blessings is sacred, a gift from God. I wish you countless sacred gifts.