Blessed America

This afternoon, I heard a man talking about how he had lived in America for 20-some years, and he made a point of saying how blessed he felt to live in America, even despite the problems we're having right now. Despite its flaws, America has it's upsides, too, especially compared to certain other countries, and I think that we, as native-born Americans, sometimes take those upsides for granted. It's easy to think that the grass is greener on the other side of the fence, especially when we can clearly see the brown spots in our own lawns, but many of those on the other side of the fence still seem extremely eager to cross it. Perhaps we're still doing better than we're sometimes led to think. God has blessed America, and I think that, despite the nation's wickedness, He's still blessing us. At the very least, we're still doing better than many other nations, and we should be thankful for that. This nation, despite its many flaws and follies, is still a blessed nation, and I still consider myself blessed to live in it.