Words vs. Actions

When I try to think of the way I feel about my husband, three children, and two dogs, I can't seem to find the words. "Blessed, grateful, loved, thankful, . . ." Nope. Those aren't good enough. Words can only do so much to paint a picture of your feelings. I would assume that's intentional. After all, shouldn't it be harder to tell someone you love them than it is to show someone you love them? I wouldn't have always thought this. But, I know that when my child is sick or my husband is frustrated, I find it much easier to hug them than I do to tell them that it will be okay. I will get up at any hour of the night to put a hand on my child's back, or to crawl in their bed when they are scared. I know that even when I'm too tired to hold a good conversation with my sweet husband, I'm never too tired to cuddle with him on the couch.

During this Thanksgiving season, I'm thankful that God didn't just say he loves us. I'm grateful that God showed us he loves. I am loved by Jesus, and by His death, I am blessed.