I wasn't born in a mansion, but I wasn't born in an African slum, either.
I don't have millions in the bank, but I have enough to meet all my needs.
I hate living so far away from my family, but I have a home.
I may not be a size 2, but I have a healthy body that carries me through each day.
I am a terrible, sinful being - but Christ loves me, anyway.
I don't know how true these percentages and numbers are, but I read this some time ago....
I come to expect so many things... small, daily conveniences - I forget I'm not owed them.
I live a pretty amazing life.
I'm thankful - but nowhere near as thankful as I should/could be.