The Worst Part About Complaining

Posted By on Nov 23, 2016 | 15 comments


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So this past Saturday I asked my friends on Facebook (FB) for recommendations on where to pick up a turkey dinner since I planned on cheating this year for Thanksgiving {cough}. Thinking this was a novel idea of mine, I couldn’t understand why I hadn’t done this before.

Then today a FB memory popped up from five years ago that said, “I’m thankful for the Publix prepared Thanksgiving Dinner sitting in the fridge…”

What?

I’ve ordered a Turkey-day dinner before?

Good night, how do I not remember this?

Oh, Lord what else am I forgetting these days? Ugh. My brain is sometimes broken, I murmured in frustration.

I mean, of course I remember things, but I want to remember the little things, too. Like sweet moments of these two cuties below, but if I can’t remember ordering a holiday meal, whose to say I’ll remember a fun evening out if there’s not a photo involed?

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And then I read this crazy quote in my morning devotion from Change Your Words Change Your Life by J. Meyer,

“One of the worst parts about complaining is that it prevents us from seeing all the blessings that we do have.”

Ugh. So. True.

Mrs. Meyer had just finished retelling how the Israelites in Numbers 21 were only satisfied when things went their way, but the second they grew tired and there didn’t seem to be an end to their journey, they grumbled and grew bored of their magical manna that dropped from the sky. Had they forgotten how Moses delivered them from slavery, the beatings, the oppression, the grueling work and now they’re harping on their free food and the long hike?

Basically, they assumed when Moses rescued them, then their lives would forever be perfect.

Ha. How many times have I thought that?

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{More cuties I’m thankful for}

Why is it that we imagine as soon as we’re out of debt, then we’ll be free—or as soon as I quit this habit, get this promotion, meet the right mate, finally become pregnant, or go to the right college, then we will finally relish in contentment? But that’s not the case. We choose our satisfaction with each word we speak.

I don’t want to grumble like the Israelites did about the manna God provided.

Murmuring kept them wandering.

And who wants to wander around their bumps?

I want to free myself from focusing on what I don’t have (an impeccable memory, oodles of scholarships for my teen, mellowed work schedule for my sweet hubby), and verbally remind myself of the many blessings surrounding me.

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{See, Dabney. Look how amazing these kiddos are}

Meyer says when we complain, we remain. I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to remain wrapped in my disparaging thoughts, no I want to remind myself daily of what God says in Proverbs 18:21, that the power of life and death are in the tongue. What we say matters.

I love how God continues to encourage us in Philippians 2:14-16 to do everything without complaining, probably because he knows how discontentment sours our satisfaction.

So today when I walked in to Joseph’s Market (similar to a Publix) and picked up my pre-packaged turkey, complete with sides and pies and heating instructions, I prayed, “Thanks God, that someone else made this meal and that this year we have the means to pay for it because I so remember (see, my memory isn’t completely mush) the day when we needed food stamps just to survive. Thank you for abundantly blessing us today.”

Now that’s the type of thoughts that should swirl around in my head on a daily basis, don’t ya think?

If the antidote to murmuring is speaking thankful thoughts, then do you mind me asking what you’re thankful for today? I’d love to hear your praises if you don’t mind jotting a few down in the comment section below. :)

Philippians 2:14-16 (AMP)

14 Do everything without murmuring or questioning [the providence of God], 15 so that you may prove yourselves to be blameless and guileless, innocent and uncontaminated, children of God without blemish in the midst of a [morally] crooked and [spiritually] perverted generation, among whom you are seen as bright lights [beacons shining out clearly] in the world [of darkness], 16 holding out and offering to everyone the word of life, so that in the day of Christ I will have reason to rejoice greatly because I did not run [my race] in vain nor labor without result.

PS I almost didn’t post this blog because a year ago someone questioned how I could listen to Joyce Meyer or even look at her (the person picked on her appearance, which so hurt my heart :( ). Even though I have a number of amazing teachers and pastors I listen to, I enjoy listening to her. And today I couldn’t sit silent when I felt like God used someone’s message to heal my soul. So for those of you who aren’t fans, I hope you were still able to glean some insight from this post.

God bless you all, and have a fabulous Thanksgiving!

XO,

Dabney

fullsizerender-6“One of the worst parts about complaining is that it prevents us from seeing all the blessings that we do have.” Joyce Meyer

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