Our heating broke today, and it's freezing cold here in tonight.
I was having a bit of moan about how cold I was and generally feeling a bit sorry for myself, when I suddenly stopped. I realised I have nothing to complain about. I thought about how many people are cold tonight because they can't afford heating. And how many people are cold tonight because they are homeless. And I thought about how easy it is to not think about them when we are tucked up warm and safe in our homes at night.
So I've called the heating repair guy. The Bloke Who Lives At My Place has built me a fire. And I've made a donation to the Father Bob's Foundation. Father Bob Maguire (or Uncle Bobby as he's known around here) works incredibly hard to support disadvantaged members of our community. I only wish there were more people like him on earth.
Spare a thought tonight for those who are less fortunate than us.