I love my oldest son and I’m proud of him, but he’s always had a touch of snobbery about him and I guess he was telling his sister recently about how embarrassed he is by our house, by the state of it, always in some disrepair or another. God has always given us just enough, never abundance, and aside from my anxieties from time to time, I’m okay with that. God is good and we are grateful for His Providence. This house itself we have only because it was left to us. We would not have it if it had not been a gift. So much in life is a gift, unearned, and life itself is a gift. Yet we always feel we deserve more, need more. I feel it, too, and I know I can reason there might be *a little* more I could make a case for. But it is shameful to be made to feel like an inadequate father, an inadequate provider, because we have *enough*.
God help me. Just sharing some thoughts.