I asked myself - how did I earn this?
Life can be easy to complain about. It seems even the wealthy (and ALL Americans are wealthy when compared to this world's averages) have to deal with the jobs of life - making decisions, paying taxes, eating food, caring for our health, taking out the garbage, fixing things that break, etc. No matter who you are you have to deal with this stuff all the time. Even if you can pay people to do a lot of it for you, only you can eat, breathe and poop and heal and stay well. If you want to have fun and social time, well that's even more work.
When I weigh what I have accomplished in life, it really doesn't stack up to all the benefits I have - not even close.
Because man is a social creature, he rarely appreciates the value he gets from others. Customers, clients, friends, relatives, people you never met who speak different languages than you, who may not have a thing in common with you, who you might even think of as an enemy, yet, through a circuitous path, they benefit you.
Even people long since dead benefit us.
And that's just the human side of blessings. God made a creation that supports life - that alone is miraculous and beyond the capabilities of the entire collective human race since its inception. You can't put a value on gravity or clean air or water or food.
Just being alive is a gift we cannot pay back or pay for. We simply cannot earn what we have already consumed or even the time we have taken to consume it.
If thanking God (or whoever/whatever you think got you where you are) is hard to do, you are not seeing through the gloom and past the pain and into the depths of what we are blessed with every day.
Nor is this any accident. It is completely impossible for this world to be without something having made it. Its order is beyond calculation. Its energy, mass, volume and dimensionality is limitless as far as we can measure.
Words simply cannot express what just being alive obligates us to.
Blessings so full, so complete, so deep and so pervasive we can't even comprehend them. And so, we tend to take them for granted.
Thank you comes to mind... over and over again.