It never ceases to amaze me just how elusive gratefulness tends to be - is it just me? Just look around us in a typical day and you'll see what I mean:
● I got a good grade... but it wasn't good enough.
● I make a few extra bucks helping a neighbor move... but it's not enough cash.
● Gas prices come down... but not enough.
● My apartment rent is pretty cheap for a place this size... but not cheap enough.
● My day went pretty well... but not well enough.
When is "enough" enough? What can I possibly be looking for in this world if nothing in it ever satisfies me? And that's the whole point. I'm not ultimately looking for something in this world to satisfy me, to bring my life meaning and ultimate fulfillment. I am, after all, a sojourner, a wanderer, a passing visitor on his way to that heavenly home for which I serve as an ambassador in this world.
"Do not lay up for yourselves treasure on earth, where moth and rust consume and where thieves break in and steal, but lay up for yourselves treasure in heaven where neither moth nor rust consumes and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there will be your heart." (Matthew 6:19-21)