Do you count your blessings?

Two weeks ago I found out a dear old friend has had a traumatic event in his life. His two year old son has been diagnosed with Leukemia. For a mom this is the most worrisome event in her mind. Sometimes I think mothers worry more about their kids health and safety in the future more than counting their blessings right now. He and his wife have been helping keep family and friends informed by using Caring Bridge which is a great utility. They post pictures of their boy and enter journal updates on his day to day activities. I have been obsessed with reading them. I have been praying fervently for his continued improvement. It is exactly what I would want my friends, family, and strangers to do for me. So far the prognosis keeps getting better and better. Day one seemed like a day of confusion and disbelief leading to a day two of worry and fear. They are now at Day 15. Today is the most important day because the doctor's will test to see the count of cancer cells in the bone marrow. Every journal entry ends in "Please pray for Day 15." They will know official results on Monday. While I am unselfishly praying for his health and his parent's strength; I am also praying selfishly for my children. Now I don't think there is anything wrong in that. Prayer is never a bad thing and I believe if I pray for something with enough conviction then God will know I am serious about that. However along with the prayer comes the sense of dread and worry. The inevitable, "What if?" pops into your head and it just won't leave. Do we ever really count our blessings? I know we give thanks to our God every night because of the "good" in our life at that moment. Do we enjoy the sound of happiness though? Do we sit back, relax, and take a deep breath while we inhale all the goodness around us? I do not! Why not? I should. Grateful all the time should be my motto. I have two children that have been blessed to me by my Father. Two healthy and for the most part happy children in my life. (Not so happy when they have to clean their toys.) A marriage that has NEVER been tempted by the devil or tested by our lack of faith in each other. Yet the only time I honor these wonderful things is in my repetitive nightly prayer to my father when I say, "Thanks again", in a lack luster tone. Not too convincing.
Last night I put Nickolas to bed and he was in one of his comedic moods. He tells the most ridiculous jokes that cracks only himself up. At first it was cute and now you just want him to say one good joke that makes sense. After the fourth joke {Why did the cow jump over the house? To get a flashlight} I was ready to call it a night. I tuck him in and then head to my room. Do you know for 30 minutes my son is in his room just laughing like a hyena? It was the funniest thing. His happiness was just exuding from his monitor. Phillip came in the bedroom and asked, "Do you hear that?" How could I not. We just sat there in silence inhaling the happiness coming from our son. It was adorable, innocent, and what every mother prays for. Those are the moments we are to focus on. The right now is all we should concern ourselves with because tomorrow brings another day of worries and tribulations. No reason to stockpile our fear when we don't have to. So right at this moment as I hear the giggling in the background, I am truly grateful. If every laugh is a blessing then right at this very moment my cup runneth over....Please pray for Day 15. God bless to all of my faithful friends and followers.
Deuteronomy 28:1-2
If you fully obey the LORD your God and carefully follow all his commands I give you today,
the LORD your God will set you high above all the nations on earth.
All these blessings will come upon you and accompany you if you obey the LORD your God: