Monday Tami and I went to volunteer at a local clothes closet. It provides clothes, minor medical care and other services to Syrian refugees. The refugees had to be registered to receive any help. Because of the demand from the refugee community the women are only allowed to visit the clothes closet once a month. They are given a tote and six minutes to pick out 5 clothing items for each of their children, only five items. Many of these refugees leave their native country with the clothes on their back. Sure, some people take advantage of the system, but for the few that were helped that Monday there are thousands more in a city of 14 million. Can you imagine not being able to provide for your child's most basic of needs? Basic needs. I'm not talking about a failure to have the perfect pair of shoes or accessory to match their outfit for our Christmas card photo. Basic needs: food, shelter, proper clothing. I cannot.
Said all that to say...I have a lot to be thankful for. I am thankful for the country we live in. I am thankful for the freedom we have. I am thankful that we are not a refugees. I am thankful for my husband and sweet boys. I am thankful that I was able to travel with my man. My list could go on and on...and it should. Most of all, though, I am thankful to God who makes anything on my list possible. Sometimes I just need a little perspective, you know.