Back in 2001, when I was a twenty-three-year-old-seminary student, I drove a 1986 Volvo 240 DL. But one day it broke down. So I got it fixed. This cycle repeated itself again, and again, and again.
Then one day, when I got tired of my car breaking down on me, I said, “You know what? You’ve broken my heart too many times.”
So we went our separate ways, and then I bought a bicycle. But when I bought the bike, I found myself with a flat tire every week.
One night, on my way home from the library, after I got yet another flat tire, it began raining. I won’t tell you what I said when it started raining on my head. That night, I walked my bike home like Charlie Brown walking Snoopy on a leash.
Nevertheless, when I arrived home—an hour later—I realized that despite my frustration, although my feet were soaking wet, I did have something to be thankful for. I did have a warm room waiting for me. I did have food to eat when I got home. I did have the ability to walk home.
Despite what’s going on in your life, there’s something in your life to thank God for.