I lost my favorite pair of gloves two years ago. I looked everywhere for that pair of gloves. I looked in every possible place for two years. I loved that pair of gloves. Unfortunately, "they gone". I really don't enjoy snow, especially this time of year. It is very inconvenient and it disrupts my life and my work and my free time (I have a large driveway and am required to clear my street in front of my house and I don't own a snowblower). Last year, it snowed over 8" one morning (unlike this winter where it has snowed every day it seems). It was Valentine's Day so leaving the driveway to my wife to shovel was not a wise marital decision. So I put on my "garage jacket" that hangs in my garage for when I shovel the driveway. I spent an hour shoveling heavy, wet snow that morning. My back hurt and I was set back a couple hours. My day didn't start out the way that I wanted it to. I had a lot to do on my list for that day, so I had the right to have a bad attitude. The driveway got shoveled that morning. Oh, and I found my favorite pair of gloves in my "garage jacket". A bad morning turned out to be a great day. I love those gloves. Thanks God for loving me and for not caring about whether I like to shovel snow or not.
Lesson: We think we know what is best for us and we complain about a lot of things in our life because, in the grand scheme of things, our lives aren't that bad, they are merely inconvenienced.