Father, Forgive Me

Please forgive me, the ungrateful, Lord as I find myself whining to You today. Forgive me that I whine that the temperature has dropped after months of unseasonal warmth and mere days since I sat on the beach in Cuba. Thank you that I have warm cloths to protect me from the cold as I drive my warm vehicle, full of gasoline to the grocery store, that you have provided me with the means to fill my cupboards with food in a warm house with abundant space and more provisions than I will ever even use. I am the most blessed, Father and I whine in such pettiness. Please forgive me, the ungrateful, Lord.