Yesterday was one of those days when all that was planned in it fit together like a glove. However, as nice as that is, there is one part that stands out this morning. This is what I want to write about today.

The morning started with an early counseling session for a young man who has been coming for over a year now. When he started, he was addressing suicide. Today, he is smiling, walking with his head held up and eyes looking forward. He is proud of his work, enjoying his marriage and all three of his little ones. He has been working out of area for a few months staying in touch on weekends and through emails and texts. Yesterday was our first face to face meeting in a while. God had nudged me to start the session by asking him what positives were taking place presently for him? Always before we were addressing the negatives he believed and thought were true. His response to the question occupied the entire hour.

As the hour was drawing to a close I asked him if he’d thanked God for all of the positives which had taken place for him? The look on his face was puzzling. His response was, “Well no, but maybe I should.” He was so glad to be on the upside of life and was feeling good about getting there. The credit was primarily going to himself. When I reminded him of the verses we had addressed over the past several months reminding him that God had created him in his mother’s womb and that he was fearfully and wonderfully made, etc., he smiled big. The gifts God had given him were now being used in life instead of being doubted. Yes, this was about him, but the source of strength to turn all of this around he was able to see. He was going to give thanks he said.