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Today is a glorious day! The sun is shining, home schooling was completed by 12noon and I have some free time to do what I need to do. God is so good and generous! When I am feeling overwhelmed, I cry out "Jesus I trust in you" and He comes swiftly to my aid. He knows when I need more help and supplies accordingly. What a blessing!
Lately, I've been realizing that I am not grateful enough. God supplies all of my needs yet I still complain. Why? Isn't easy to complain about every little thing that goes wrong? Yet I do not even blink an eye when things go right. Funny how I notice all the inconveniences of life yet never thank God when things go right. When I read about the saints, I realize that my thinking is totally backwards. The saints were completely the opposite of my way of thinking. They expected, no begged, for things to go wrong but complained when things went well. WOW! I have alot to learn!
I've begun to realize that I need to train my thoughts. Afterall, when I complain, what frame of reference am I using. For example: I complain that my husband lost his job. But when I think on the people in Africa who are literally starving to death, I actually feel lucky. Recently I read about a mother who carried her child for hundreds of miles to try and save him, but when she arrived at the hospital, it was too late. What do I have to complain about?
When the children are giving me a hard time and homeschooling isn 't going anywhere - do I think about the families that seem to have it all together, or do I think about the people who are being killed in China just for being Catholic? I have recently read about some of the terrible things that are happening to Catholics in China and I literally cried. I realized, I have NOTHING to complain about. One could even consider closer to home and more recently - Terry Schiavo. Her family tried to save her, feed her, keep her alive but the courts were against them making her family to stand by watching their daughter die! I think about how difficult this must have been and continues to be for them. Then I think - what was I complaining about?
Oh, Lord forgive my ungratefulness. Help me to see your loving hand in the warmth of the sun, your beautiful serenade in the chirping of birds, your loving embrace in my husband and children and your generosity when I sit down to eat. Help me to never be ungrateful to You but to thank You and bless You every minute of the day. Truly, when I count my blessings I realize I have a lot to be thankful for!
