Fog

It was a foggy day. Actually, it'd been foggy all week. Normally I would like the fog. But this time, I had wanted snow--lots of it. I had wanted it every day this week.

But instead of snow He gave fog. It was beautiful. But because I wanted snow so much, I couldn't enjoy the fog. I was too busy wishing for what He hadn't given to enjoy what He had given.

I wonder many other gifts I miss because I'm too busy focusing on what He hasn't given? A sweet text from a friend. Frost. Sunshine.

It's time I focus more on thanking Him for what He has given and less on wishing for those which  He has withheld.