Blessed to be a blessing.

Most of us are extremely blessed, correct? I mean, we have a roof to live under, running water, air conditioned rooms under that roof, and if you are reading this... then you have a computer with internet access. We are able to go buy food, drive places to get said food, some play musical instruments, some go to school, spending thousands of dollars to get through it...

Yet with everything that we have, we find time to complain about the smallest things. I, personally, complain about some of the dumbest things. Like having to listen to a certain type of music when riding with my friend. I'm ridiculous. I really am. some people don't have cars, or food, or electricity. Why is it that we are so consumed with ourselves and how well off we are, while others live a life we can't even imagine?


Why do we shield our eyes from those that desperately need our help?