I am guilty of taking things for granted.
I work full-time and my husband so sweetly helps me with housework on the weekends. Can I confess something? I don’t always thank him. I am experiencing terrible wife guilt as I type this, but, sometimes I grumble to myself wondering why he didn’t fold the laundry he pulled out of the dryer. I take his helpfulness for granted.
I’m even guilty of taking the things God has so richly blessed me with for granted. He has blessed us with a warm, cozy home, but from time to time, I find myself complaining that we “need” a bigger house. He has blessed us with cars that are fuel efficient and run smoothly. But when I see a co-worker pull up in a new car, I feel a slight twinge of jealously.
Am I the only woman that struggles with contentment? There’s always something brighter and prettier on the clothes rack at Target than what is hanging in my closet.
This Thanksgiving season, as I work through A Thankful Heart with my children, I am going to purposely practice gratitude. For gratitude breeds contentment. And contentment leads to a peaceful, thankful life. A life that I hope to never take for granted.
I would love to hear from you! Am I the only person that struggles with contentment? How do you purposefully chose gratitude?