This morning I turned on the computer to check my email while I nursed the baby. Barely awake, my igoogle page popped up and the first thing I read had enough impact to wake me up the rest of the way:
I shook myself. Lately, I have been feeling poor. We have gone on a financial diet as of late and I have felt the pinch. I see mom's with cute new clothes and I feel it. I see my children's friends with cute new clothes and I feel it. I drive by restaurants and I feel it. And so the last few weeks I have participated in an almost daily pity party.
Until I read the quote. And felt ashamed.
I have four beautiful children. The most severe of their health problems is a milk allergy. My husband and I both have able bodies and can care for our children as well as support them financially.
In health, I am rich.
I live in a house. A house that is cool in the summer and warm in the winter. A house that my children feel safe in. We sleep in beds, with warm blankets. We have wooden floors and carpet, not dirt to walk and crawl around on. We have a safe backyard where my children can play, where there is dirt and we can grow some of our own food.
In shelter, I am rich.
I have a pantry full of food and a basement with food stuffed in every possible nook and cranny. My children eat 3 meals a day. When they tell me they are hungry I can send them to the kitchen to find a snack. I send my daughter to school on a full stomach with a full lunchbox. I send my husband to work every day with a lunch.
In food, I am rich.
To my 4 children I am the center of the universe. They love me despite my imperfections, my loss of patience, my short temper. I have a husband who loves me. Who considers my happiness. There are 2 sets of parents who would take us in at a moments notice. Sisters and sisters in law who love us and would do almost anything to help us, should anything ever happen.
In love, I am rich.
I have a deep and abiding knowledge that my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and Heavenly Father love me and watch over me, guiding me in the ways that my life should go, helping me to be a better person.
In faith, I am rich.
And so, at least for today, the pity party is over and I feel like the luckiest girl in the world.