The other day I was sitting with a friend who had just moved into our neighborhood. She was talking about how much she loved it here and all I said was, "I like the neighborhood but I hate my house." My heart was almost instantly convicted. I should appreciate all that I have.
This house is much different than most we've lived in. Usually we buy ranch style homes but this is a tri-level and it takes forever to clean. Truth be told, I have a roof over my head, a warm bed to sleep in, food on the table, and a great family. Why should I gripe about my house just because it is different. It is actually beautiful. And being thankful for what you have...well, that's always good for the soul.
Lord, thank you for my home. I will never gripe about it again.