You see, I'm going through another round of culture shock (these 'phases' seem to be falling much closer together than I'd like). And today I found myself frustrated, cranky, irritated and well on my way to becoming straight up angry with certain aspects of my new cultural-surroundings.
Thankfully today was also my day to pray with MyMentor . . . and it helped . . . well, for long enough to cross the dirt path that separates our houses. By the time I was through my front door, I was stewing again.
For a moment, the HolySpirit gently whispered, 'you know, you've got a lot to be thankful for!' I agreed. And then laid down to take a nap.
The rest of the day passed without another thought to the need to outwardly express my thankfulness . . . and the stewing nearly reached a boiling point.
But reading GW's post just now, I was reminded of my conversation with MyMentor . . . we talked about how so many of the struggles faced by the women and children of Niger directly stems from a lack of education. And I'm not just referring to 'higher' education . . . I'm talking Pre-K, Kindergarten and those first couple of grades!! She reminded me that in the world we come from 'We take [education] for granted, it's like our skin, we don't even realize it's there.'
I work everyday with kiddos that will never learn to read or even write their own names . . . yet, I still neglect to say 'THANK YOU, LORD!' for the invaluable gift of education. For the facilitation of the development of logic.
What jumped out at me while I was reading GW's post was this: 'You have a lot to be grateful for — a computer, a house, supporting friends and family, opportunity to advance yourself in life, and so on' (emphasis, mine). How is it that I find it so easy to forget? How is it, that surrounded by poverty in a place seemingly void of opportunity, I simply neglect to be grateful?
So, without further ado:
THANK YOU, LORD! (and this time, I mean it!)