Day two, already as I think about past-due bills, half a tank of gas to drive 300 miles to and from work this week and the last roll of toilet paper, this challenge tests me. I had to completely alter my perspective to realize what I do have instead of what I lack. I am indeed blessed. Times are tough, but I’m not homeless. I have a job. There is enough food to feed my family today; I believe we will be provided for beyond today. In this, I find the love of my Savior.