I am reminded of an experience I had at the end of World War II.  I received a telephone call from a man in New York, a multimillionaire who had a son in a military camp just outside of Salt Lake City.  This young man had expected to be shipped overseas.  Then the war ended and he remained in this camp, crowded like a sardine in a can.  The boy was discouraged, and his father was worried.  "Would you see if you can cheer him up a bit?" the father asked.  I said I would be happy to.

I called the young man and invited him into the office  for a little visit.  When he arrived, I said, "Would you like to go have dinner with my family?  My wife doesn't know you are coming, but you'll be welcome."  He said, "I can't imagine anything I'd rather do tonight."  We went out and had our dinner.  We had our prayer.  We gathered around the piano afterwards and enjoyed ourselves with some singing.  Then after we visited for a while, I drove him down to his bus.

In a few days I got a letter from his father, and you'd have thought I'd saved that boy's life.  The father quoted the letter from his son, "Father, I didn't know that there were any people in this world that lived like that."

Yes, we take it for granted.  Here was a man worth millions of dollars - could buy his son anything - and yet this simple thing of prayer and devotion in the home passed him by.

We need to be more grateful.  It's one of the marks of strong character, to have a feeling of thanksgiving and gratitude for blessings that are ours.  We need more of that spirit in our homes, in our daily associations, in church, everywhere.  It's so easy to cultivate the spirit of appreciation.