My house is a mess. Every room looks like a war zone. There are no bullets, tanks, or soldiers. The house is instead filled with toys, dolls, and dirty dishes. I had to laugh the other day at lunch time. Three different cups were spilled by my children. A cup of water fell. A cup of milk followed. Then my wife’s diet coke found its way onto the floor. The dishes are cleaned everyday, but they magically reappear. Every day the laundry is cleaned and put away, but it seems to hurry right back to the hamper. My poor wife seems to change a diaper every 15 seconds. It is so easy for me to get discouraged at the mess surrounding me. I need to remember that my house is full of blessings. I am so blessed to have clothes to clean and dishes to wash. I am so blessed my children are healthy, healthy enough to demolish the place! I am blessed to have a roof over my head. This is the good life. God is good. Whatever your home is like, take a deep breath, relax, and thank God for it.