Sometimes I find myself getting frustrated over minor things and I question: Why me, God? Then I get a simple reply that pops in my mind: could have been worse. I know I am guilty of taking small blessing for granted. So maybe what I should be thinking is to thank God that is isn’t worse.
It is so easy to get caught up in daily living that I take my eyes off the major prize. Now I know why Jesus told the people not to store treasures up in earth. All these things will be gone. Finishing the race for God, it the eternal reward.