The Little Things in Life

It's the little things in life we forget to be thankful for, isn't it?

Being home this last week was incredible. I loved being in Colombia with my parents doing need-based ministry. Every morning, however, I slightly dreaded climbing into the shower. Now, I don't know what the problem is with my parents' shower, but I can't remember EVER taking a shower that I didn't have to fight for comfortable warmth and pressure. This week was no different. I climbed in each morning, not sure if the water would be scalding hot or freezing cold. Maybe it'd be lukewarm and I'd have to huddle next to the wall because the pressure was so low. Some mornings I took rapid showers because I could feel my body temperature steadily dropping as cold water ran down my body. Other mornings my showers were a bit longer because I somehow managed warm water until it suddenly became freezing and I began rinsing shampoo out of my hair at impressive speeds.

When I got back to U of I took a shower and I almost breathed a sigh of relief when I remembered that I could count on comfortably hot water 95% of the time with excellent water pressure. It was a marvelous shower. After traveling for over 16 hours, it felt nice to simply let hot water run over me. I felt clean.

I had forgotten how marvelous a hot shower felt. Yes, I understand that my privilege is what allows me to complain a bit when I don't enjoy a warm shower. I understand that this is a first world problem... not having warm water. I get that. But in my world surrounded by privilege I'll take every reminder to remember how blessed I am and to thank God for the little things.