One of my favorite lines from the graphic novel, The Walking Dead, is on the back cover of all the compendiums.
“When is the last time any of us REALLY worked to get something that we wanted? How long has it been since any of us really NEEDED something that we WANTED?”
I bet you thought the Walking Dead was just about zombies. Good literature always asks a question of us and this one is a doozy for me. When was the last time I needed something I wanted? The better question is when was the last time I needed anything?
Because when I look at it like that I can’t remember the last time I needed anything. I have a house and two cars. My kids are healthy, my husband is healthy and I am healthy. Our cupboards are always full. We are never bored because we have books, games, netflix, and cable to keep our minds going. I have friends who can help in a pinch if I need it. Both my parents are still living.
I get to write as a full time job even though I haven’t been paid for a word.
So why do I still believe I need more?
I am part of a launch group reading and discussing Kristin Welch’s new book Raising Grateful Kids in an Entitled World: how one family learned that saying no can lead to life’s biggest yes
One chapter in and I am floored.
I don’t feel guilty or ashamed of my blessings, but my lack of gratefulness for what I do have. There are days when the kids won’t leave me alone that I wish we had a bigger house. There are days when I look in my full closet and wish I had something to wear. There are days I open the fridge and turn my nose up at leftovers spilling across the shelves because I want something different.
I’m disappointed with myself because I find complaints on my lips more often than praise. Most days I’m wandering around in the desert with the Israelites asking where the good food is when manna surrounds me.
It’s all about our heart. It always comes down to our heart. It’s not about what we do or do not have, but the words that pour off our lips from how our heart feels. And as I said, most days I complain with a full stomach, a nice outfit and in a house that keeps me warm, dry and safe.
The worst is when I hear my kids complaining and I realize they are copying me. If I want them to be grateful, maybe I should start with myself.
The next time a scold appears on your lips reminding your kids to be grateful for what they have, take a minute and remember you also have a lot to be thankful for.
Do you need anything, or do you want it?
There’s a big difference
(I did receive a free ebook as a part of the launch team. But my reviews and my thoughts are my own.)