Today I’m going to have two slices of peperoni pizza for supper. To you this is no big thing, but I haven’t had that since my heart operation, eight years ago. The good Lord, speaking through a registered nurse, told me that just for tonight, it’s OK. How often have I forgotten to thank the Lord for a small gift like that, which nevertheless makes a big difference in my life.
A happy life is made up of small moments like those, I believe. I resolve to be grateful for them and many other things from now on. (Lord, don’t pay any attention to my momentary impulses, but I am grateful.)