Even with all my whining and complaining, I realize that I am very blessed.
I have three children that are still home, I know where they are, I know who their friends are. I know what they are doing. They aren't on drugs, they don't drink, and they aren't having premarital sex. Their relationships with God may be rocky, but they haven't given up on Him altogether.
We may not stay in a mansion on a hill, but we have a roof over our heads and we are together. My health may not be the best, but I'm still alive. None of us wears the latest fashions, but we have clothes and we can crawl in our beds at night and sleep.
I may not have an income right now, but God has never let us go without. Every bill paid, food to eat, etc.
So today, I just wanted to express my gratitude.