Perspective, part 2

(Disclaimer: There are no pretty pictures for this post. There is no pretty analogy, like the first "Perspective" post. This is just a raw, simple exploration of my thoughts.)

Rather than complain about how much clean up there was after the party tonight, I am thankful that I am surrounded by amazing people. So many people in this world are feeling alone right now.

Instead of being upset over how many dishes there were to wash, I am grateful that we had an overabundance of food. Millions are starving right now.

I will not fuss about the pain in my knees, but praise God that I can not only walk, but run... and dance. All over the world, there are people who cannot stand.

I won't grumble over the vacuuming I've left to do, but whisper thanks for the roof over my head, the carpet under my feet, and the many rooms in my house. I've built homes in Mexico that are smaller than my bedroom.

Nor can I complain about my irreverent dog jumping up on the table and eating our cake; or my cat dragging the bloody carcass of a mouse through the party. I am so blessed to have animals who look at me with adoration. There are people in this world who are not loved.

Wherever I look, something I could complain about becomes something to praise God for.