A Puddle of Water

Here in New Delhi India I have found the food a tasty delight, the people at our hotel friendly and kind, and we have come into contact with many others that are rich in character and wonderful to be around.  One thing about India that has not been so positive is the amount of dust in the air.  The streets and everything else are covered with it.  We can feel it on our skin and in our lungs and sinus' when we breath.   I have felt annoyed by the amount of dust and also very thankful for the hot showers that are available to me to get clean.  The other day I was walking down the street carefully looking down as to not to step into any of the small puddles of water here and there along the road, when my eyes came upon a man that was sitting  on the edge of the sidewalk next to one of the puddles.   My heart broke when I realized that he was filling his hands with the dirty sidewalk puddle water and lifting it up to his face to wash with it.  Here was a man who also felt he wanted to be clean and all he had to wash his face with was a dirty puddle of water at the side of the road. 

How often we focus on the negatives, like the dust, and lose site of how blessed we are, like having access to clean water to wash the dirt off our face.   What do you take for granted?   Do you let the "dust" in your life overshadow the good?