Counting My Blessings
Since moving to the Avondale/ Riverside area, I have established a ritual of attending the movie “White Christmas” at the SunRay theater. On the large screen the movie seems more like a play. We sing along to the songs, and I leave feeling the holiday, and humming the songs for days.

One of my favorite songs has Rosemary Clooney and Bing Crosby sharing “I Count My Blessings” by Irving Berlin:

When I’m worried and I can’t sleep
I count my blessings instead of sheep
And I fall asleep counting my blessings
When my bankroll is getting small
I think of when I had none at all
And I fall asleep counting my blessings

Sometimes it is difficult to count our blessings, or to even decide what a blessing is. In its simplest form we might say a blessing is just something we are thankful for. A hope materialized.
In the coming year, we may have occasion to remember to count our blessings. Amid the many changes that will surely materialize we must remember that BBUUC is a constant, a hope for the future, a liberal home for our youth and ourselves; where we may find comfort and community – a blessing.
In faith and hope with gratitude for our beloved community,

Rev. Pat