Over the past month or so, I've been developing a heightened awareness of God's blessings. I mean, I obviously try to always be aware of the way He looks out for me and takes care of me, but lately I've noticed more and more how He spoils me rotten. I can't help but wonder, what have I done to deserve this? I feel so blessed to have a life simply jam-packed with creature comforts. It both heartbreaks and inspires me. I wish I had more time in my life to send my broken self toward more opportunities to help those not as comfortable as me.
Nothing ever feels like enough to thank God for all he has done. I am currently sitting in a clean, temperature-controlled Starbucks, where the most precious little boy just ran up to the display behind me. He was probably about 2 or 3 years old, (always so hard to have perspective, because Sam is so small for his age) - and his grandfather implied he could have anything out of the shelves he wanted. He looked at everything carefully, and thought out loud about a few items, to which the grandfather replied, "Do you want that? Okay! Sure, you can have that."
Out of the overflowing display of granola, yogurt, cakes, sandwiches, juice, milk, clean bottled water, fruit and fancy cheeses, the little boy finally selected a cake pop and hot chocolate. There are little boys his age in many parts of the world who will never even SEE clean water, let alone a cake pop and hot chocolate on an upper middle class October morning.
I hate this. Do something quickly, Lord. For everyone else. Feel free to take some of my creature comforts away if it will benefit another. Comfort and I have had a good run. But, of course, thank You so much for blessing me with one of the "easier" lives out there. I am humbled and thankful. Compel me to always be so.
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