Why Taking Things For Granted Is A Sad, Sad Thing

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There was no water coming out of the already opened spout. I twisted the knobs back and forth for a good two minutes before I realized it was shut off.

To be fair, we did see it coming. We were aware that the water would be off for maintenance and would open sometime soon. Mom had gotten huge buckets full of hot water for the dishes, but it still was a bit of a shock.  Like how on earth was I supposed to wash the dishes without running water?

I tried dunking the dishes into a bucket full of water, squinting as the water hit my glasses. Could I survive for just a day without running, clean water? Uh, no.

We in North America have it pretty good. Food, homes, internet, there are so many things that are basic necessities that we know we can get anywhere. Water? Fountain. Internet? Library. Food? A dollar for a McMeal (or was it a coke..) So it’s hard to believe that in other countries, what we take for granted are luxuries. In many places, my plight of no running water to wash dishes would have been completely normal. And that’s gotta make you stop and think.

But usually, we don’t stop to appreciate what we have til we don’t have it anymore. And not just basic stuff, either. There are so many blessings we have but never acknowledge: grandparents, until they’ve passed on, friends, til they move away, hey, even washi tape, until it runs out!

I think it’s time we stopped taking things for granted. Because one day you’ll wake up and it’ll be gone. It took no running water to make me re-realize, but it’s taken a lot more for others. And to be honest, being grateful for the little things makes everything meaningful. (Plus, it’s Thanksgiving for you Americans so no better time to re-realize than now! Unless you’ve done it already. Good for you!) And trust me, we’ve all got things to be grateful for that are taken for granted instead. For me, it’s..

-my brother Joab, who somehow knows where every single thing I ask him for is. Usually all he gets is a muffled thank you, and I know he deserves more than that.

-the fact that I’m biking distance of two libraries, one that’s small and snug, and the other that’s giant and spectacular. I could get lost in either. And that I’ve got access to online books. Not every kid can.

-we’ve never missed a meal. Ever. From as far back as I can remember, there was never a night I had to sleep hungry, or woke up with literally nothing to eat. But a block or two away there’s a charity trying to help families who have to do that.

-that I’ve got a Bible I can read whenever I want. This is so importantly, and yet, as I’m typing this, it doesn’t seem like much. Which is bad because I know it’s the most important Book and the most important thing given to me. People have died and risked their lives to get Bibles, but all I had to do was pick mine out from a bookstore.

I’m not saying we’re bad for having these privileges. No, that we can forget they’re even privileges. That’s pretty bad. But if it takes me a water shut down, well, then, it’s for good.

Cause waiting to be thankful for something you don’t have anymore is one of the saddest things ever.

Now, I better go check if the water’s working again.

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