Why do we complain so much?

We have all we need.
We have more than we need.
We have, and get, anything and everything that we want.
And yet we always wish that our lives were better.

The thoughts of a typical, middle-class teenager living in a nice suburb in America.
If only if I had these jeans, that CD, that guy/girl, more talent, better looks, then my life would be perfect…

Compare that to the thoughts of a child living in a Darfur refugee camp.
If only I had food, water, a home, a sense of security, or freedom, then I might live to be 18.

Kind of makes you want to rethink your priorities, doesn’t it?

Now by no means must we be perfect, simply aware of what is going on in this world. We can’t just ignore what is going on. People are dying: from AIDS , starvation, violence, lack of basic necessities, etc…While we sit here playing our PS3 ’s….

Responses?