Yesterday I went with my son on his 4th grade field trip. I was surprised how ungrateful his classmates and he were. They complained about the bus ride; complained about the length of time they had to look at the museum; complained about eating outside; complained about minor(!) cuts and bruises. At first I tried to contradict them, “It’s a lovely day for a picnic.” But, then I realized I need to not combat materialism with more materialism: “arguing whether it was a nice day for a picnic or not.” What I really needed to do was to realize that as God’s spiritual children, they are not only perfect, but they can realize that perfection. They could not be anything less than perfect, grateful children. So, I was quiet, and I started seeing myself as God would see me…. patient, kind, humble…. Then I started seeing the children as God sees them…. patient, kind, humble. Sometimes it was hard to see them as humble…. but after a while it became easier. I started to see them as patient, kind and humble. The gratitude soon followed.