More. There always seems to be something more, and we always seem to want it. Discontentment is often blatantly displayed in the actions of young children; in fact, it is something we seem to never grow out of.
Perhaps gratitude is, like birding, both discipline and grace.
On this Good Friday, let our guilt be replaced with gratitude.
We will all find ourselves in the position of the psalmist at some point: desperately thirsty, cut off from the source of life. Each of us will come to a place of feeling lost, of feeling far from the Lord.
No matter what is going on in your story at the moment…no matter the pain, the sorrow, and the hurt, there is always something to be grateful for.
It's not so much that we've ruined Christmas as that we've let Christmas ruin Christianity. Our skewed understanding of gifts has led to a skewed understanding of spiritual gifts, and so of Christianity.