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Taken For Granted

As I was debating over what to share today, I had many thoughts and they were all good. However, the events of last week were still fresh in my mind and I suppose in some ways my emotions are still raw.  At the end of last week, my husband and sweetheart was laid off from an organization that he had been with for twenty-five years; that's a loooong time!  While I was not the one who got the "pink slip", the feeling of loss was just as great because my spouse is a part of me and something cannot happen to him without it hurting me as well.  I came "face to face" with the realization of how much I had taken his job for granted.  I had not appreciated it nearly as much as I should have.  I guess I just assumed it would be always there. It was a small job and felt like more of an annoyance than anything else.  Crazy right?  I complained and got irritated with his work bbut as soon as it was no longeer there, I was angry about it.  Yet as crazy as it is, I am willing to bet that I am not the only one who has ever been in this position.  We, as people, have a tendency to not realize the value or worth of something till it's gone. whether it's a person or a thing or even a job.  My friends, God wants us to appreciate everything and see those things as coming from his hand.  If we see everything as coming from the hand of God, perhaps we will appreciate what we have.  It way better to live with gratitude even for the seemingly insignificant things whether it's people, things, or, in this case, a job.  For one day, we may wake up to the fact that we no longer have the small things that we take for granted.

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