Water, please.

A customer at work taught me something about God the other day. He is a regular, this customer, and he is not very thankful for what he gets. He always says, "hot water", and hands us either his tin mug or some top ramen for lunch. He's a friendly guy, but he never says thank you. I had started noticing this lack of thankfulness after a while, and just the other day it really bothered me for some reason! I almost didn't want to give him the hot water (which is free, by the way) because I knew he wouldn't say thank you. I mean, come on buddy, it's not like I don't have things to do for the thankful people. But then it hit me. Oh my goodness Meaghan. You do that to God every day. He has blessed you with so many things at no cost to you, and you don't say thank you every time! Geez. God has to put up with people like that every minute of every day. And here I am complaining about one guy for one shift at work.

So after that realization, I have been trying a lot harder to thank God every minute for everything I have. Because it all comes from him. Even the hot water.