As I drive to work each morning I pass people waiting for the bus. Orlando is not known for excellent public transportation, but transportation it is. On the bus, it could take two hours to get from one location to the next — something that might only take 30 minutes by car. Add to that, the heat and the summer showers, and riding the bus in Florida just isn’t a fun thing to do.
Many days I see families, parents with small kids and bags of groceries in their arms. Headed home, I suppose. A family without working transportation.
How lucky am I that I am strutting around in my big, red SUV? I balk when gas prices rise, but I can still afford my automobile. I have something to cart my two kids around, while others are waiting in the heat, rain or both to take a long, smelly ride home.
There’s always something to be grateful for.
Today it’s my car. But, what if I was the one without the car. Maybe I was someone taking a bike to work. But the person riding the bike to work might be grateful they have a bike and don’ thave to walk to work. The person who is walking to work, might be grateful for his legs.
What about the homeless man who sits in a wheelchair because he only has one leg? He holds a cup out for money from his wheelchair each morning at the stop light of the major intersection while passersby sip Starbucks from our large, fancy cars with air conditioning. Maybe he’s grateful that some of these people are kind enough to share their wealth with him on this day. Maybe he’s grateful he has one leg instead of none.
There’s always something to be thankful for. Take a look around.