I’m not sure when I turned into a grumpy old person. Maybe I’ve always been that way, but it seems to me that somewhere in my thirties I just lost all compassion for whiny, entitled people.
I just don’t like to be around them, and I sure don’t listen to them. They suck all the joy out of the room. We all know ungrateful people, and I’m willing to bet none of us enjoy spending time with them.
But what about people who are grateful? What about those unique, wonderful individuals who have a healthy perspective on life? Grateful people are much more fun to be around, aren’t they?
So how do you think God feels?