Have You Thanked God Today?

The beach is a very interesting place.

It is a place of variety and diversity.

People from all around come to the beach, no matter their size, shape, race, or culture.

People loovveee the beach.

You are pretty much bound to see all types of people.

All types.

So tonight, when my sisters and I went to go get some frozen yogurt at the local TCBY, it should be no surprise that we saw a little boy with extra small arms.

I mean, like the rest of his body was pretty much proportional, but after I took a double-take, I realized that he had extra small arms for his normal-sized body.

He was able to hold his cup of ice cream just fine, but I could just tell that it must be hard for him to do other types of activities with really small arms.

It just really made me think.

Here I am, constantly complaining to myself about the way I look and what little parts of me I absolutely hate and what I want to change and blah blah blah,

and this little boy doesn't even have normal-sized arms.

Do I have normal-sized arms?

Yes.

Do I have trouble doing every day activities?

No.

Is there anything wrong with me physically, in any way?

No.

So what the heck am I complaining for?

I take for granted the littlest parts of myself.

What about the kids who are deaf?

I should never take my ears for granted.

What about the kids who are blind?

I should never take my eyes for granted.

What about the kids who can't smell? (even though I don't even know if that's a problem)

I should never take my nose for granted.

Moral of the story:

Do I thank God daily for the working parts of my body that I have?

And I mean All of them.

That funny bone of yours was put there for a reason you know.

I just feel like often times I find myself complaining to God about my body,

when I should really be giving Him thanks and credit for it.

He made me just the way I am,

in His perfect image,

so shouldn't I be beyond grateful?

That's just it.

I need to be more grateful.

I need to thank Him more for even the most seemingly pointless parts of my body.

I mean seriously, your appendix just sits there.

But God put it there for a reason, so might as well be thankful for it!

Basically,

thank God more.

He gives us more than we could ever deserve,

so the next time I think I will be happier with different legs or a different nose,

maybe I should think about the kid who thinks he would be happier WITH a pair of legs or WITH a functional nose.

Have YOU thanked God today?

Forever His,

Rachel