I am grumpy. I am hungry, tired and have no head space to think about what to write in a blog of all things. I worked all day, went running this evening, and all of the fruit in the kitchen basket seems to have gotten soft and bruised. Since I’m getting home late, dinner is late. On top of that I basically had the same thing for lunch. All I really want to do is go to sleep.
What does all of this mean? Well, truthfully, that I’m in need of a little perspective. I just need to go to the grocery store tomorrow. Tonight, I’ll have to eat some lettuce instead of the fruit I’m craving, and it might be good to get a little better at scheduling too.
When all of this complaining was going through my head on the drive home tonight, I could not help but think: What if I was REALLY hungry? What if on top of being hungry I could not simply get clean water out of the faucet? What if my bed was much less soft, and what if it was the ground? Well, then I probably would not be so grumpy about soft fruit.
It’s time to count my blessings and give a little extra help to those who are REALLY hungry.