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I felt the hard cold floor pressed against my warm face. I winced at the searing pain on my left hip and the numbness I felt on my left leg. I looked up to see my little girl rush out in response to my scream staring at me, partly amused partly concerned. It was clear she wasn't sure if I had fallen or if I was playing peek-a- boo.

I slipped on a wet patch on the kitchen floor when I had rushed to grab the next meal bottles for the twins whom I had propped up on my bed with several pillows as a wedge. This barrier was necessary because they've become Sci-Fi spiderman wall climbing babies, scaling their way through any hurdle .

For a moment my pain turned to fear. I was home alone with the kids and my phone was in the bedroom currently charging at a power outlet above the reach of anyone of them. If I had to call for emergency there would be no phone. If my older daughter had to go get the phone it would be well beyond her reach. The doors had child lock protection so she couldn't get out. If I screamed, the neighbors won't hear me because it was a big house.

I said a silent prayer, mustered every teeth-gnashing fist-clenching face-tightening strength, got up and hobbled unto the bed. I am fine now, thankfully everything checked out. Nothing missing, nothing broken. Praise God!

"What if Your blessings come through raindrops. What if Your healing comes through tears? What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You're near? What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise?"

But I couldn't help but wonder at the what ifs, what if?? Many times we analyse our Blessings in terms of additions. A house, a job, a finished project, a new relationship, a contract, promotion; typically something that depicts a change in level or some visible measurable increase. We've been miseducated to believe Miracles always come in 'MORE'.

As deadlines approach, people may crumble under self induced or society imposed weights of who fits the profile of being blessed and who doesn't. This shouldn't be. Come December 31st, some goals will not be met, some prayers will not be answered, hopes will yet be deferred and even Faith rightly exercised may produce no results just yet.

Please understand that Blessings are not in additions alone but also in subtractions. That toxic relationship that ended, the lay off from the redundant job, a dysfunctional relative who has taught you more about prayer than any prayer manual. Maybe the loss of something 'good' that could pave way for something great. Or the slips, and near fatal accidents like mine, you were spared from.

If nothing good has been added to you, but something bad has been kept from you, trust me, you are Blessed. If you have breath and still dare to dream, you are blessed. If in spite of your feelings of entitlements you remember that some of the kindest, finest, youngest, successful people didn't make it alive today, you should humbly declare yourself blessed beyond measure.

Contemporary songwriter, Laura Story in her Song "Blessings" echoes this sentiments:

"What if Your blessings come through raindrops. What if Your healing comes through tears? What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You're near? What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise?"

Those Blessing(s) you've failed to chronicle or be thankful for might've just been a Minus you somehow missed. There are countless unmerited Blessings in the Minus!

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