Let us all count our many blessings

“When I’m worried and I can’t sleep, I count my blessing instead of sheep,

” And I fall asleep, counting my blessings.”

Bing Crosby sang it. Diana Krall sang it. It’s one of those songs that have been around for decades, are featured in movies, and sung in churches.

This Thanksgiving, with all that’s going on in the world and all the troubles of our nation, maybe we can put all that aside, look around the table, and try counting.

It can’t hurt.