I take way too much for granted.
I get up each morning. Go to let my puppy out, grab breakfast, check email, make my way to the shower, get ready for work as I watch the morning news, grab the lunch and coffee that my husband put together, kiss hubs goodbye, start my car, and start my workday. I like my coworkers. I like my job. I like what my office stands for. I come home from work and have hang out time with David. We run together, play a game, he cooks for me. We veg on the couch and watch TV. We climb in bed together & wake up next to each other. My family is (mostly) healthy. My bills are paid. I have great friends who support & encourage me.
What exactly could I ever complain about? Nothing! At least that’s what one would think.
I, however, find a million things to complain about --There are too many weeds. I want this, but can’t spend the money. I don’t know how to do this. I’m tired. I’m too hot or too cold. She gets on my nerves. He ripped me off. Too many commercials. Not enough time. That’s not fair. They didn’t say thank you. My head hurts…
Shut up already!!! Am I serious?
I have way too much to be grateful for than to sit around complaining about petty things. So what my shower was cold, my husband loves me. So what I’m stuck in traffic, I live in a great community. So what she gave me a dirty look, I have great friends who don’t judge me. So what if money is tight this month, I have a God who will see me through & always loves me just the same. I am so thankful for these things.
Instead of living with a spirit of attitude, what would it be like if we instead took on a spirit of gratitude?