life is precious

It's amazing how much I take for granted. Like having a job... which I complain about, but it provides my income. My home... where there is always something to fix or maintain, but it gives me shelter. I have a car... which is also in need of repair, but I can get to where I need to go anytime. In the evening I complain there is nothing to eat in the house but I have a refrigerator full of food, I have an endless supply of clean fresh water which I let run down the drain while brushing my teeth. I live in a free Country, my health is good, I have a wife who loves me, my children are doing well and I even have a grandchild on the way! I have it really, really good and yet... sometimes I can still complain about not having enough when I compare myself to others who live in this very affluent society. But life is precious. When I compare myself to the poor in Haiti, when I see the devastation and suffering there... I dare not complain because life is precious. I have a dear and close friend in the hospital right now fighting for his life against an illness that has suddenly stricken him, and I'm reminded that life is precious. I pray God will heal my friend, and I have faith that He will... I pray that God will bring peace and relief to the people of Haiti, and I believe that He will. We who have so much need to remember that life is precious and give to those with so much less. peace, m