I have tried to write this post ten times tonight. I keep getting up to deal with something. Son #1 is sick, and he’ll come in here every few minutes needing to tell us something. Son #2 is sick as well and will wake up when Son #1 moves around. Then, someone will start crying. And it doesn’t help that our air conditioning went out last night.
When people ask me how things are going, my most common response is, “I can’t complain and wouldn’t if I could.” But there are times when there is something to complain about.
And when those times come, I try to remember my position in this world and the timeline of history.
Granted, I am not wealthy. I don’t have a mansion, and the house I live in isn’t new. Nor do I have a new car. But I am not hungry. I am not homeless. I don’t have to walk everywhere. I am not jobless. I am not in danger. And as far as I know, I am healthy.
I have a wonderful family. My wife and sons are amazing. I couldn’t have asked God for a better family.
I live in a free nation. I could travel two thousand miles one way, still be in the same country, see beautiful scenery, and not have to worry about crossing borders, knowing a different language, or fighting for my life.
Right now is irrefutably the best time to be alive since the beginning of time. Sure, some people wish they could have lived at the dawn of time, and some desire to experience life in the mid-1800s, but even so, the present day is the best time of all.
At the end of the day, we are all together, we’re doing well, and there is a whole lot of love in our home.
So when I see the opportunities to gripe and complain, I try to look around at everything good.
And the good always outweighs the not-so-good.
to the blessings,
– Caleb
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