In Matthew 20 there is a parable about a farmer who employs workers to work in the field for the day. Later in the day he finds more help available. Then again towards the end of the day he brings on even more workers. When everyone finishes that evening, all workers are paid the same daily wage.
Those contracted early that morning, although they were paid what they were promised, were upset that those who only worked a few hours received the same pay.
While this parable is most often associated with God’s grace and how His grace is for everyone equally no matter how long or to what extent they have served God, there is also a component of gratitude. Instead of gratefulness for their ability to work and that payment received, all the original workers could think about was that others didn’t work as long and were paid the same.
So often we do the same. Instead of being grateful for what we have, we look at others and want what they have. We want those shoes, that vacation, the life that seems so much easier than ours.
To illustrate this, I have a cabinet full of coffee cups that I cannot bring myself to get rid of even though I use very few of them. When I look at each cup, I am reminded of the person who gifted me the cup or the place where the cup was purchased. What I wonder is if I placed one of my coffee cups next to yours, what would I think about your cup?
Would I look at your cup and wonder if I could do something to fill it. Do you need more coffee? Maybe you need some sugar or some cream. Would I look at your cup and celebrate how lovely your fine china is compared to my seven dollar Buc-ee’s mug? OR even more disappointing, would I look into your cup just to make sure it didn’t have something in it that I didn’t have?
Can I truly share excitement for my co-worker when she gets a new purse to add to her collection while I currently can’t make that type of purchase? Can I honestly celebrate and enjoy hearing from a friend about how well her children are doing, when I have a child who is struggling?
Where do we fix our thoughts? There will always be someone who possesses more than you or appears to be living a better life than yours. Are you first satisfied and grateful with what God has given you? Does the love in your heart come through allowing you to look at others with enjoyment or empathy instead of envy.
Read through James 4:1-8 carefully. Maybe even write it out. “What is causing the quarrels and fights among you? Don’t they come from the evil desires at war within you? You want what you don’t have, so you scheme and kill to get it. You are jealous of what others have, but you can’t get it, so you fight and wage war to take it away from them. Yet you don’t have what you want because you don’t ask God for it. And even when you ask, you don’t get it because your motives are all wrong—you want only what will give you pleasure. You adulterers! Don’t you realize that friendship with the world makes you an enemy of God? I say it again: If you want to be a friend of the world, you make yourself an enemy of God. … Come close to God, and God will come close to you. Wash your hands, you sinners; purify your hearts, for your loyalty is divided between God and the world.”
So, how do we learn to gaze at the cups others wield so apparently effortlessly with genuine excitement? We draw close to God and seek to have a heart of humility.
If you have God, you have enough.

Yesterday started off as a better than usual day. When I pulled up to the window at Starbucks, I was informed my drink had been paid for by the person in front of me. You know, this act of kindness works best in a drive-through line. A couple of times I have been fortunate enough for a kind person to purchase my pop at 7-11. In these cases, it is always a little awkward. I first try to convince them it’s not necessary to pay for my pop. Then I thank them over and over, as they pay my bill, before walking out of the store usually at the same time and thanking them again until I get in my car. There actually is the ability to deny the acceptance of the gift, and there is no anonymity. However, at the drive-through window, accepting the gift is the only option. It is already paid for.
I’m embarrassed to tell this story, but this weekend I made a cooking mistake you would expect a 12 year old to make, but not someone who has been putting food on the table for MANY years. I was making macaroni and cheese with my mind on a million other tasks. Right before I put the last cheese in, I thought the pasta had a different smell to it and immediately realized what I had done. I used sweetened condensed milk instead of evaporated milk. I had no idea how this was going to turn out, but went on as planned. We dubbed it dessert mac and cheese. While the concoction was edible, it was really rich and a few bites went a long ways.
Okay, don’t judge, but I’m still reading on the book that I referenced several months ago. It is a 28 day study of the Lord’s prayer. Yes, I’m going on about 4 months working on this study. This is partly because I have read some sections a couple of times, partly because I’ve set the book aside for days at a time, and partly because I have to divide up what I am to read each day. Anyway, I’m to the part of the study pertaining to the line “Forgive our sins as we forgive those that trespass against us” As I read this chapter, I arrogantly began to make a mental list of all the people I have forgiven. I was reminded of how I had been treated at various times in my life, how God had been faithful through those times, and how I was better off by going through those experiences despite what others had done to me. After several minutes of patting myself on the back, I put the study aside for the night and went to bed.
One of our favorite family pastimes is to play cards. I have so many memories as a child playing cards with my family. My dad was quite the card player. He could tell you any card that had been picked up and was certain to let you know if you weren’t paying attention and played into someone’s hand. We had the most laughs at the expense of my sister. She would pick up any face card whether it went with her hand or not. She just couldn’t let one pass by.