The homeless guy next to me on Muni was very upset. I asked if he was OK and he said someone pepper sprayed him, then went on to lament. “Things are going good! I just got a bike that works” [note: don’t go there] “…and a met a good lady who gave me nice shoes. Why’d this have to happen?”
Now you know as much about his back story as I do, but it put things in perspective. I’ve had some ups and downs lately, but never to the point that the highlight of my month was simply having working transportation and a good pair of shoes. I have so, so much to be grateful for, and yet I haven’t shown as much gratitude for them as this guy did, this guy who just got pepper sprayed for who-knows-why.
Therefore but by grace go we. I hope that if I’m ever in a bad place in life that I can dwell on the good things I still hold.