Steak. I love steak. I love food! So often I take for granted the overflowing abundance of food that I have to indulge in daily, much like many other first world delicacies.
My older sister is going to Africa this summer to work in the slums with a group known as HOPE World Wide. The work that they will be doing will greatly impact many of the residents' lives, including many children whose circumstance is widely different from my own. They don't have the luxury of opening a fridge to see it's been heavily stocked. Yet when I open mine, I complain that there is "nothing to eat."
I came home from work today with the fully cooked meal (seen in the picture above) waiting for me. After misusing the term "starving" I scarfed down the food without a second thought. The joy that it brought me made me wonder what it might be like to be in the shoes of the African children.
"Gratitude turns
what
we have into enough."
Even without a plate of food, they still find joy. They are able to look into a half empty fridge and see it as full. Not trying to get all corny on you but you can see where this is going. Life is that fridge. No matter how many opportunities are missed or how many challenges may arise, you're still alive and you still have purpose. 
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