Sometimes I grumble
and complain. It’s embarrassing to admit but I’m just being honest. I realize this
complaining is part of being human but that doesn’t make me less embarrassed
about it. Often the complaining does not happen verbally, rather it is an
internal complaining to God which happens when I conjure up ideas in my mind of
how things in my life are supposed to be.
(I know this sounds insolent but, fortunately, God is even patient and
kind with punks like me.)
But if I stop and
think carefully I realize I am actually blessed in many ways. Furthermore, I have been the recipient of
many blessings I never earned and do not deserve. In other words, God has been very gracious to
me. I’m not just saying this, it is the
truth.