Count your blessings
Alberto González MuñozAn elderly woman who regularly attended the first church where I worked when I graduated from seminary, constantly complained and perceived the small inconveniences of life as if they were enormous tragedies. The slightest illness or disease managed to plunge her into a great depression. I went to visit her because she had a pain in her arm and I found her, as always, complaining and extremely distressed, sitting in a corner of his house. His face was clearly dejected. Trying to cheer her up, I greeted her with sympathy and affection and expressed my best wishes:
"Sister, you will have pain in your arm but you look very good, you have a long life ahead of you!"