“It’s cold in here.” grumbled Keith.
“Put on your coat then.” suggested Kath.
“… I have now. It’s still cold.”
“Well give it some time, get yourself cosy in that coat. You’ll warm up.”
“Aren’t you cold?”
“It’s alright, Keith. I’m just grateful to be alive.”
“You’re always on about being grateful for this and grateful for that. Just say it’s cold and have done with it!” Keith was only half joking. Kath took that half to chuckle to herself.
“What’s the point in grumbling, Keith? In fact for every one thing I could complain about, there are five reasons to be grateful.”
“Five?” Keith was incredulous, “What do you mean, five?”
“A friend taught it to me a while ago. Anything I could complain about already offers five reasons to be grateful.”
“Really – tell me?” Keith was almost not cold as he became intrigued in what Kath was saying.
“To comprehend something to complain about requires a complex series of processes. That we have that ability to experience and go through those processes quickly is something to be grateful for.”
“Errrrrr … what?”
“You feel the cold? How?”
“I see what you mean.”
“You think it because you feel it. You see it and can say something about it. That’s four things to be grateful for just in that. That’s four things. And then the fifth thing is the choice we have after we go through those four things. We can choose to continue to complain, we can see how much better it is to be grateful for those four processes.”
“Ah that’s just being clever.”
“Even if it is, isn’t that something in itself to be grateful for?”
Even Keith had to chuckle at that before giving his comeback, “Yeah but what if you don’t have those senses?”
“Wouldn’t you be dead?” quipped Kath.
“Errrrr … yeah. Yeah I suppose you would.”
“So as long as you’ve got sense, you should be grateful.”
“That’s very clever … very clever.” mused Keith, “Five things to be grateful to every one thing we complain about.”
“Don’t get me wrong, Keith. Being grateful doesn’t mean being oblivious to the situation. It’s a bit warmer now isn’t it?”
“Oh yeah, to be fair. Was that the power of being grateful warming me up?”
“Well you didn’t notice before, did you?”
“Yeah, very true.”
“So there you are.” and Kath paused for just the right length of time before noting, “Oh yeah and I asked for someone to turn on the heating before we came in.”
For His Name’s Sake
C. L. J. Dryden