I'm blessed. We are all, really. And yet we take so many things for granted.
Forgiveness and mercy. Without them, we as imperfect people, will probably always be on the run; hiding from those who claim to have not broken a single rule. And we not only take it for granted, but we don't pass it on to others. Freely we have received, and yet not freely we give. To those who have sinned against us, we hold grudges, we plan our revenge. At the given opportunity, we probably would rather execute our vengeance because it would be so much harder to let everything go and just forgive.
Freedom. I've never realised how fortunate I am to not worry about the police, to have to constantly be in hiding. It's really a blessing to be in a country that is not facing wars, where only harmless strikes parade down the street, where I can breathe in the fresh air as and when I please.
Simple things we take for granted and these things can be so easily taken away. I marvel at the fact that God loves us so much, that He gave us free will. To the people who are undeserving, He gave us a place to live and we totally wrecked it. Yet He still calls out to us - calling us home.
With unfathomable grace and mercy, He forgives us. With unmeasurable love, He gave us a second chance through His Son's death and resurrection. With utmost patience, He's waiting for us to come home.