Blessings

So, I have been thinking about receiving blessings. Ian and I stopped at the post office this afternoon. There were several people there so after I paid I grabbed my stuff, walked out and was putting my change in my wallet (yes, the fabulous LV one that my fabulous friend, Shannan, gave me) on my way out. There was a woman there who asked if I had change for a dollar which I didn't. Turns out she only needed 15 cents to make a copy...that I had. She wanted to give me the dollar for the quarter, and I wanted to just give her the quarter. We went on and on in the polite back and forth of two people who both want to be a blessing. Finally, she said let me do this...so, I did. I still wanted to just give her the quarter but also wanted her to be satisfied with the blessing she wanted to bestow. We can become so self-sufficient, humble, proud, shy, or whatever that we rob other people of the joy and reward of blessing someone. Do you ever wonder if you are that way with God? I wonder if I am ever a blessing blocker. Why would we logically want to not be blessed? Hhhmmmm.....
A few nights ago, Troy was watching TV, and I was doing some Esther homework. I got up to get something and asked him if he wanted or needed anything while I was up. I was trying to score points with my acts of service husband. He said no. Not 5 five minutes later, he was up getting himself a drink. ARGH. I asked him why he didn't let me get that for him? I had to flat out tell him that I was trying to love him in his language, but he didn't let me.
I think we have such a culture of not accepting good things that we don't know how to act in the face of them. I hope that I don't miss a blessing or feeling loved because I was too stubborn to accept it.