Walking is the perfect way of moving if you want to see into the life of things. It is the one way of freedom. If you go to a place on anything but your own feet you are taken there too fast, and miss a thousand delicate joys that were waiting for you by the wayside. Elizabeth von Arnim

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Thursday, November 27, 2025

I have been blessed

It was 30 degrees out this morning and windy for walking.
A cloudy morning but still saw a beautiful sunrise for a 
few minutes before it was gone.


 

Walked all around town up and down all the side streets.
Walked around the ball park loop too.
As you can imagine it was like a ghost town.
Skipped the cemeteries this morning because it was so windy
and with the open space I thought I might just get blown away.😊

Some snow flurries around too as I got back to the Jeep.

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I just got finished baking a Lemon Meringue pie.
I am so pleased how it turned out.
It is the nicest looking one I ever made.😊


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Last Sunday at church a family sang a beautiful
song for the special.
It was a mother, son, 2 grandsons, and a great granddaughter.
There weren't many dry eyes among the congregation.
The name of it is
I Have Been Blessed by Mike Compton

When God moves among us all that He does
All of His mercy, all of His love
If the pen of a writer could write everyday
Even this world could never contain
How I've been blessed

Warmth in the winter, flowers in spring
Laughter in summer, the changing of leaves
Food on my table and a good place to sleep
Clothes on my back and shoes on my feet
I have been blessed

I have been blessed, God's been so good to me
Precious are His thoughts of you and me
No way I could count them, there's not enough time
So I'll just thank Him for being so kind
God has been good, so good
I have been blessed

Arms that will raise, a voice that can talk
Hands that can touch, legs that can walk
Ears that can listen, eyes that can see
I've got to praise Him as long as I breathe
I have been blessed

A mother and father who nurtured and raised
 A brother and sister, memories made
Our pastor to lead us this altar to pray
Stripes that can heal the blood that still saves
I have been blessed

I have been blessed, God's so good to me
Precious are His thoughts of you and me
No way I could count them, there's not enough time
So I'll just thank Him for being so kind
God has been good, so good
I have been blessed

We live in a country the greatest on earth
Where the flag stands for freedom and what it is worth
She stands in the harbor, Miss Liberty calls
All have given some but some gave it all
So we could be blessed

He's my shoulder to lean on when I am down
The rock where He leads me when I'm overwhelmed
The place where He hides me under His wings
He's not just a song, He's the reason I sing
I have been blessed

I have been blessed, God's been so good to me
Precious are His thoughts of you and me
No way I could count them, there's not enough time
So I'll just thank Him for being so kind
God has been good, so good
I have been blessed
God has been good, so good
I have been blessed

It is worth taking the time to listen to it being sung.
You can LISTEN TO IT HERE.

A very Happy Thanksgiving to all.
HappyK 💕
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✏️Comment Replies:
Sandi - I used canned pumpkin in the pie

5 comments:

Martha said...

Gorgeous sky and beautiful pie - Happy Thanksgiving! :)

Deb J. in Utah said...

Happy Thanksgiving, Karen! That is a beautiful song. I am listening to it, so thank you for the link. I can surely see why there were not many dry eyes in your congregation when that song was sung! I love your sunrise pictures, and your pie looks wonderful. Yes, we have surely all been greatly blessed! God is so good. Have a good and memorable day, by friend!

Deb J. in Utah said...

* my friend. :-)

The Furry Gnome said...

Even though I'm paralyzed and in a wheelchair, I feel I've been blessed. Great looking lemon pie by the way!

Ginny Hartzler said...

I have not heard of this song. Oh MY, the SKY!! It changed from pink to orange. And it always amazes me how quickly it comes and goes. Often, by the time I see it and we get up to the hill, it is gone. Your pie is gorgeous!!