If I know anything, it’s this: compared to a lot of people, I am not wealthy in terms of legal tender. I’m not a pauper, but I am not a prince, either.
I don’t spend a vast amount of time on comparative thinking. But it doesn’t require much thinking to realize my locality on the measuring stick of wealth in this world.
But the words of a song come to mind on days like today, which says:
“While the world looks upon me as I struggle along, they say I have nothing, but they are so wrong. In my heart, I’m rejoicing, and how I wish they could see. Thank You, Lord, for Your blessings on me.
“I know I’m not wealthy, and these clothes, they’re not new. I don’t have much money, but Lord, I have You. And that’s all that matters, though the world may not see. Thank You, Lord, for Your blessings on me.
“There’s a roof up above me. I have a good place to sleep. There’s food on my table and shoes on my feet. You gave me Your love, Lord, and a fine family!
“Thank You, Lord, for Your blessings on me.”
I have a precious family. I have wonderful friends. I live in a free country. I don’t have any needs insufficiently supplied.
How could I choose to be unthankful or ungrateful?
to those truly thankful,
– Caleb
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