Great Blessings
I have always wanted 2 cars in my life, a Ford Mustang, and a Jaguar Convertible. At one point in my life it was to the point of obsession. I knew if I just got one of these cars I would know I had arrived. Well in 2000 I got a 1997 Mustang.
And you know what? It was just a car, it has to be maintained and I have to buy gas for it, just like any other. And the mileage isn’t that great, I get 20 on a good day. And right now that gets expensive – unless you live less then a few mile from where you work. My wife doesn’t like the car, she is not comfortable riding in it, especially on long trips. I was sitting in traffic the other day and right next to me was a Jag Convertible, we were we were stuck on I-35 between OKC and Moore when I saw him it dawned on me – here he was driving this $75,000 car, and yet he wasn’t getting anywhere any faster than I was.
Today as I was listening to flood coverage on the radio, I heard about an interview where the reporter asked the obvious question “So how devastating was this?” (The man had just lost his house, and everything he owned had been washed away). I was thinking what a stupid reporter question, Duh!!, he has nothing. But the man smiled and said to the reporter “My family survived, nothing else matters.”
How selfish and materialistic can I be? Here I am complaining about my life, my job, my car, when I have been blessed beyond measure. I have a wife who loves me deeply and puts up with all my little faults (and I only have little ones). God has saved me from myself more times then I can count. I have roof over my head and a comfortable bed to sleep in.
What more could a guy want, even if gas just shot up over 3.10 a gallon. Next time you are feeling sorry for yourself just look at the pictures of the Gulf Coast. Then count you blessing and hug your loved ones a bit tighter then normal and be glad that God has seen fit to put you where you are.
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Great. That is the way I feel.These people really need God's help to recover. It will be a long time.
A co-worker and I were talking about how little the hurricane victims in New Orleans have. It's hard to imagine not having easy access to food, water and shelter. No clean clothes, not even clean underwear. That really freaked my friend out. She had gone through her closet to find clothes to donate for the victims that are coming to OKC, then she realized that they wouldn't have clean underwear available either. She started collecting money around the office to go buy a bunch of underwear to donate. We are so blessed to have all that we do. We Americans tend to be so spoiled. We whine when we have to pay more for gas, or wait in line longer than we think we should. I've realized this past week how good I really have it. Hopefully I will continue to remember that....
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