A few years ago I was praying, and asking God to bless various people who were sick, or lost their jobs, bless our church activities, etc.
God said, "You're praying all wrong."
So I waited to hear what He was going to say.
He said, "You pray for blessings like they were a pile of poker-chips I push across the table to people."
When I considered what He'd said, I had to admit, yes, that really was how I was thinking of blessings.
"No." He said. "Blessing is My Presence."
That's been my definition ever since of what "blessing" is.
Blessing to all who read here.
