I've been convicted the last couple days about my complaining-attitude. In God's amazing goodness, He has blessed me with so much, yet all I do is whine and complain.
Why can't I see the Cheerios on the floor and thank God for providing food for my family rather than grumble and growl that I have to sweep them up? When my children are crying and need snuggle time and a nap, why can't I give God glory and praise for blessing me with two precious children, rather than be frustrated they interrupted me folding laundry? Why do I yell and get angry when clothes are left on the floor in the morning, rather than thank God for a husband who loves me and that he has a job to rush off to.
God has given me two wonderful children, an amazing husband, a beautiful home, and all of our daily provisions. He deserves my praise and thanksgiving; yet He also knows that with our sin nature, it takes continual prayer and communing with Him for me to be joyful and thankful.
I thank God that when we had storms roll through this weekend, He reminded me that I have a husband who will hold my hand during lighting and make me feel safer. I praise Him for the smiles and laughter yesterday when my son felt rain drops on his head. I thank God for all the big hugs and kisses my daughter gives at random times during the day and for the joy of watching her learn new things.
I am truly blessed with good and perfect gifts from my Father! Thank you, Lord!
"Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows." James 1:17.