I once saw a woman who presented to the hospital with one blind eye. Prior to her hospital visit, she had already prepared a poisonous mixture in her home which she planned to drink when she got back because she could not live with the idea of being blind. Of course she was referred to a psychologist but what the doctor said after left a lasting impact on me. He said we forget to count our blessings but we are forever counting our problems. I pondered on this for a while. It did not take me long to realize how true the statement was. How come we are so quick to neglect all the good that has happened in our lives but the bad is always at the forefront of our minds? We focus all our energy on all the wrong things and ignore what we already have. We take our blessings for granted. Edmond Mbiaka said, “We are all blessed, but the problem is that some of us count our blessings while others count their struggles, challenges and obstacles.”
“Many people take numerous blessings for granted because they tend to only focus on the big prize that lies ahead. But the truth is that a lot of individuals would do anything humanly possible just to experience a small portion of them in their lives.”- Edmond Mbiaka. You do not know the value of what you have until you meet someone who would give the world to have a quarter of what you take for granted. If you have ever visited an orphanage, you see these children who have lost their parents or were abandoned by their parents, no money to fend for their needs, no real love, no real personal standing. Ever seen people especially children hawking on the streets or on the high way because they need any means of funding they can get to be able to cater for themselves and their families? You ever seen those who reside on the streets, under bridges, in alleys or open grass areas? Most of them clothed in tattered or torn outfits. They cannot afford a proper shelter or even food to fill their bellies. The homeless stay out in the open under all weather conditions and they have to deal with it because they are without options. We have a roof over our heads, clothes to adorn our bodies, shoes to cover our feet and food to eat, yet, we forget to count our blessings. All these little things we take for granted, someone somewhere is praying for a fragment of it. If they could have just a little bit of what you have, they would be very satisfied. It is funny how people with very little means are the ones who count their blessings every day. Do you even realize how lucky you are?
Notice how instead of being grateful for our blessings, we are constantly nagging or complaining about everything that has gone wrong in our lives, all of our troubles. All the things we want but cannot have. In the process of concentrating on our problems, we fail to see all the good that is actually happening in our surrounding and the blessings being showered upon us. Our problems deter us from becoming aware and appreciating our blessings. We tend to be ungrateful sometimes. “If you always find yourself numbering your troubles, you will never find time to count your blessings.”- Israelmore Ayivor. You may think there is nothing to be thankful for but if you could just open your eyes and truly take a moment to look around you, you would find that there are a million things to be grateful for. You ever just sat down and instead of saying I need new shoes, you rather said I have shoes to cover my feet, I’m grateful? “If we all counted our blessings and then shared them with our neighbors near and far, all our lives would be richer.”- Janet Autherine
Being alive is the greatest blessing of all. Just in case you are searching for something to be grateful for, this is a start. When you choose to count your blessings instead of your problems, you find peace of mind and become a lot happier. A weight would be lifted off your shoulders. Your heart should be filled with thankfulness to God for all the countless blessings.
“Better to lose count while naming your blessings than to lose your blessings to counting your troubles.”– Maltbie D. Babcock