Conversations with God
On occasion, it seems God wakes me up in the middle of the night to have a little conversation. Probably because it's the only time of the day that I'm quiet and still enough to listen. Usually it's at about 3 in the morning. Well, it's 3:20 and I'm wide awake.
It's funny how things fit together when he's trying to tell me something. I can have an eye opening thought and that is usually followed by several other things I come in contact with to verify it's not just a coincidence.
Yesterday I went to get groceries and afterwards I typed out a text to a Friend saying, "I hate getting groceries". As I looked at it I deleted some of it and typed out, "I hate having to bring home and put away groceries by myself". Even that felt kinda odd, but I sent it.
About an hour later, as I was waiting in line to pick up Alex from school, I read a chapter in a book I was reading from Joyce Meyer, were she said she had prayed for God to give her something and he said something like, "when you stop complaining about what I've already given you, then I'll give you more". That kinda made me think a little, but then the line started moving and it was time to load Alex into the car. Well, now it's 3 a.m. and I'm awake typing up a very grateful ah ha moment.
As I was typing up that text about how I hate getting groceries, I didn't think about the fact that I should be incredibly blessed to be able to purchase those groceries. I was only thinking of being inconvenienced, when I should be so happy that I can afford to buy food for my family. I should be happy that food is available to me, my husband and children, when there are so many places in the world were food is scarce. I complain about doing laundry, when I'm fortunate to have clothing to wash. I'm fortunate to have a washing machine and dryer to wash them and don't have to wash them in a river. I complain about cleaning a house, when I should be grateful that I have a house to clean and the ability to clean it. I complain about cleaning up after children and a husband when I should be grateful I have healthy beautiful children and a husband I love dearly.
I am embarrassed. When the sun is out we wish for rain. When it rains we wish the sun was out. When it is cold we wish it was warmer. When it is hot we wish it were cooler. When we are blessed with things, we complain about having to take care of those things. When we are blessed with family, we complain about having to deal with that family. When we are blessed with friends we find fault in those friends. When we have NO work, we complain about not having work. When we have work, we complain about working.
It seems we complain about every blessing. I wonder why God blesses us with anything.
I'm going to try to think about what I say before I say it. I'm going to try to take the word "hate" out of my heart and mind. I'm going to try to be thankful about everything. I'm sure it won't be easy. But I can't imagine how I would feel if everything I gave my child, they complained about.
Just thought I would share my thoughts.
I'm going back to bed now.
Sleep well.
Hugs
Shannon
It's funny how things fit together when he's trying to tell me something. I can have an eye opening thought and that is usually followed by several other things I come in contact with to verify it's not just a coincidence.
Yesterday I went to get groceries and afterwards I typed out a text to a Friend saying, "I hate getting groceries". As I looked at it I deleted some of it and typed out, "I hate having to bring home and put away groceries by myself". Even that felt kinda odd, but I sent it.
About an hour later, as I was waiting in line to pick up Alex from school, I read a chapter in a book I was reading from Joyce Meyer, were she said she had prayed for God to give her something and he said something like, "when you stop complaining about what I've already given you, then I'll give you more". That kinda made me think a little, but then the line started moving and it was time to load Alex into the car. Well, now it's 3 a.m. and I'm awake typing up a very grateful ah ha moment.
As I was typing up that text about how I hate getting groceries, I didn't think about the fact that I should be incredibly blessed to be able to purchase those groceries. I was only thinking of being inconvenienced, when I should be so happy that I can afford to buy food for my family. I should be happy that food is available to me, my husband and children, when there are so many places in the world were food is scarce. I complain about doing laundry, when I'm fortunate to have clothing to wash. I'm fortunate to have a washing machine and dryer to wash them and don't have to wash them in a river. I complain about cleaning a house, when I should be grateful that I have a house to clean and the ability to clean it. I complain about cleaning up after children and a husband when I should be grateful I have healthy beautiful children and a husband I love dearly.
I am embarrassed. When the sun is out we wish for rain. When it rains we wish the sun was out. When it is cold we wish it was warmer. When it is hot we wish it were cooler. When we are blessed with things, we complain about having to take care of those things. When we are blessed with family, we complain about having to deal with that family. When we are blessed with friends we find fault in those friends. When we have NO work, we complain about not having work. When we have work, we complain about working.
It seems we complain about every blessing. I wonder why God blesses us with anything.
I'm going to try to think about what I say before I say it. I'm going to try to take the word "hate" out of my heart and mind. I'm going to try to be thankful about everything. I'm sure it won't be easy. But I can't imagine how I would feel if everything I gave my child, they complained about.
Just thought I would share my thoughts.
I'm going back to bed now.
Sleep well.
Hugs
Shannon
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