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thanks

I was told that a point of survival is looking for all the things you are thankful for. Lately I have been grumpy, like one in the wilderness looking to get to the promised Land. How do I get there?
I watch my attitude deteriorate. I see my cousins having the time of their lives. They are on cruises, in warmer climate. Life is a party and how can I not want to be there too?
I am dealing with a wife who does not work and seems content with the status quo. She shares with me all the money we have and I am left pondering how it will too soon disappear. She checks on me to make sure I nap. I am tortured knowing that I am working without reward.
So I do have a weapon. I can decide I am in the land of promise. I can be thankful. God created me and has a purpose for me and loves me. I am thankful for a place to live, thankful for a job, thankful for a church- I will meet someone at 1pm, thankful for a warm place in the cold, a place to which I can write. Family and friends. They will be stripped away when I forget to be thankful. It is the difference between heaven and hell.