So thankful

I heard a guy speak on Sunday (he spoke pretty well), and he said one particular thing that struck me. He told a story of a high-school reunion he went to, and was surprised to find that all but one of the people he went to school with hated certain aspects their lives. They hated their jobs, their spouses, their kids, their houses, one guy hated them all! Imagine absolutely hating your own life! What a troubled existence...

This all made me realise something - how fortunate, how blessed, I am, to enjoy my life. Every day I get up and I'm excited to be alive. I've got a purpose. My life has loads of meaning. There is a point to me being here. And I am so thankful to God for this, because my purpose comes from and is in him.