I can't tell you why or how but I am wore slam out.  My legs don't want to move, my head hurts, my brain is pulling its way up a long hill and I believe I hear it saying, "I think I can, I think I can."  And just when I get to my own pit party and am about to dance; I am reminded of those who have lost loved ones this week, the ones who have spent days at the hospital watching a loved one move from the physical to eternal. I'm reminded of  those who are looking for jobs and facing the onslaught of bills and creditors. I think of a world much larger than mine where kids don't eat or have shoes. Where malnutrition is a daily occurrence and where parent's die of AIDS leaving children to fend for themselves.  I think about places in our world where people are ruled by dictators out for their selfish gain.  Where tyrants rule and armies forcefully put down any resistance. Where "Free press" is anything but free and where the Bible has to be cut into pieces, tucked away and taken home to be read by candlelight for comfort and peace.

I am wore slam out, but I am so blessed!  To live in this country, to have religious freedom, healthy family and friends. To be able to read the Bible at Starbuck's (double blessing) without fear of persecution. To be able to worship freely on Sunday with the great people of The Vine.  I am so blessed! My guess is most of us are, we just choose to look at what we don't have instead of what we do.  Maybe the reason the glass is half full is because you spilt it during your own pity party.

Thanks to the Lord for he is good, his mercy endures forever!