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What We Take for Granted

  • Feb 6
  • 2 min read

Rainy season is in full force and when I hear the thunderous sound of heavy rain, I feel compelled to rush to a window and watch! It is so exhilarating! It has not yet lost its novelty or appeal to me. Citizens, however, are not so inclined to run to their window. They avoid being out in the rain whenever possible and when it starts raining, their posture assumes “So what? It’s just another rain” attitude. It’s interesting what people can get used to and take for granted. Now, if it suddenly started to snow, the shoe would be on the other foot. While they would be fascinated, I would find it commonplace and uninteresting. (Obviously, though, if it started snowing here, it would be very shocking!)


I think about some other things I take for granted. As a mom, in a church without a nursery, I have missed more church in the past couple of years than I’ve been part of. My husband has started taking turns with me, so I can at least sit in on the service. But then the language barrier remains. It can be discouraging at times! How much I took for granted, that I could both sit in a service AND understand everything being said!


It’s always a good idea to stop and be thankful for the situation you find yourself in — who knows? One day you may look back with fondness at the situations you now easily take for granted. We don’t always know how good we have it until it’s gone.


When I’m tempted to complain about my circumstances, I try to remind myself of how much worse it could be…yes, it can always be worse! We really have so much to be thankful for!

 
 
 

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