Ingratitude stinks.
Bart Simpson prayed this prayer at family dinner. “Dear God, we paid for all this stuff ourselves, so thanks for nothing.”
Really Bart? That stinks! Who gave you the ability to breath? A heart that beats? A brain that thinks? Vocal chords to speak? Teeth to chew? A stomach to digest?
Too often we aren’t thankful for ‘ordinary’ blessings until they go away. Then and only then do we see how special they are. I’m not waiting …
Thank you God for parents that worked hard so I could have clothes to wear in my school years. Thanks for the privilege of education. Thanks for typing class (I didn’t thank you then, but I’m glad I took it now). Thanks for fingers that responded to my mind and typed these letters.
And thank you for the person that is reading this.