My bowl of goat meat pepper soup. Come and join me. A widow, the wife of one of the prophets, lost her husband, who still had debts to pay. The creditors threatened to enslave her two sons. Desperate, she went to the prophet Elisha. He asked her: “What do you have in your house?” She replied, “Nothing… except a little oil.” That tiny bit of oil — the very thing she dismissed as “nothing” — became the source of her miracle. She kept pouring, and the oil kept flowing until eve

We often think of gratitude as something that flows naturally when life is going well — but in reality, it’s usually during challenges that gratitude takes its deepest root. Waiting at the train station. I learnt this recently through my work travels. After long shifts, I decided to stop driving long distances when tired, because one frightening motorway experience reminded me how dangerous it could be. Instead, I started taking the train. Usually, my routine looks like this:

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