The story is told of an old Navajo Indian who became rich when oil was found on his property. He took all the money & put it in a bank. His banker became familiar with the habits of this old gentleman.
Every so often, the Indian would show up at the bank & say to the banker, “Grass all gone, sheep all sick, water holes all dry.”
Without a word, the banker would take the old Indian into the vault; show him several bags of silver dollars & say, “All this is yours.”
The old man would spend about an hour stacking up the dollars & counting them. Then he’d return the bags to their places, come out of the vault & say, “Grass all green, sheep all well, water holes all full.”
It is amazing the change that comes over us when we simply review our resources and & count our blessings.
Ps 103:2 (ISV): “Bless the Lord, my soul and never forget any of his benefits.”
“Concentrate on counting your blessings and you'll have little time to count anything else.” - Woodrow Kroll.