My Turn to Complain

I don’t know if it’s any different than usual, but lately I’ve noticed a lot of complaining in various blogs, letters to the editor, and, well, just about everywhere I go. So it’s my turn.

What I’m going to complain about is all this complaining. You know, I can identify with it. Many times, in fact, I agree with the complainer. I think, wow, that’s a great point, we need to listen and take heed. But then by the time the complainer has made their point I’m just plain tired of the complaining (and maybe even the complainer). So their point almost ends up getting lost because I don’t want to deal with it anymore.

Why am I complaining about this? Because I complain. I have to say, when I hear people complain I realize what I must look and sound like when I complain. I know I need to take a different approach when I address situations. I sometimes wonder why God puts up with our complaining. He is certainly patient with us. Jesus Christ did not complain as He walked that path of suffering to the cross. He did something we so often do not do when we feel like complaining—He rejoiced. He saw in the opportunity to save the world from sin joy. Next time we feel like complaining we should try to remember to give thanks to our Lord who loves us even when we’re complaining.

Oh yeah, and if you hear me complaining tell me to shut up.