There, but for the grace of God, go I

When you are complaining about how dirty your house is, or how expensive a home repair is, or how your blue carpet is out of style, etc., at that moment, imagine how beautiful and luxurious your home would be to someone who lives on the streets sleeping on cardboard. Imagine how a homeless person would view your situation. I imagine they would be so happy to have the privilege of waking from sleeping in a bed and putting their feet down on your outdated carpet, or to be able to have a home with a squeaky staircase, or whatever. This thought changed my entire perspective on the blessings God gives me--even the blue carpet. We forget how good we have it. I've thought before, when I was out of coffee at home, that it was just horrible to have to wait to get to work to have a cup. I could be living in a plastic tent camp. Thanks to the Lord that I'm blessed to have a warm, nice home with comfy beds and room for friends, family and dogs.