  Speaking of Water I officially crawled from my bed at 11 this morning. I went in to take a shower but there was no water.
This frustrated me as I am usually a compulsive 'shower a day' kinda guy and I had already gone two days. My first move was to gripe. My first thought was that the school was at fault. So much for shaving,something I had resolved to do.
The scruff had started to get on my nerves again. I used the barely dripping water to brush my teeth,and from there went about my day. During class I got to thinking. My first reactions weren't called for. In fact my first thought should have at least been of thanking God that I had been blessed with running water all these other days. I had been ungrateful,and that pains me. Let's not forget,"Every good and perfect gift is from above..."(James 1:17) and running water most certainly counts. 
