I’ve said it, many of my friends have said it, and you’ve heard it said, too. Maybe you have said it. The “it” is a specious syllogism about feeling blessed.
This past Sunday after church, I was eating breakfast with my friend, Lisa, when she said it.
She was telling me about a complicated, ongoing financial problem she’s having trouble getting resolved. She dabbed at her tears as she told me the details.
As she was nearing the end of telling me her worries and frustrations, Lisa said, “I know other people have bigger problems than I do. I’m blessed.”
I said, “So that means, for you to feel blessed, you’ll always have to find someone worse off than you? That’s false.”
She said, “I know.” Then added, “I am blessed. Period.”
I am blessed.
