As I was spending the past weekend thinking about what I might write again today, I have been thinking quite a bit about what I said last week.
Maybe by comments last week were a bit more complaining about my own personal frustrations more than anything, but this morning, something struck me that I've actually been quite aware of for quite some time, but more so this morning.
In voicing my complaining and frustrations, I'm actually in all reality voicing my complaints and frustrations against God.
Because things are not going the way that I believe they should be, what I am saying is that God's ways for me right now are not good enough for me, and that I deserve better.
When you get down to the matter at hand, you suddenly realize that that is exactly what I'm saying.
Yet, to take it a step further, should not then God be angry with me for not being grateful for the life and breath that He has bestowed upon me? I find myself rather at an impasse of quick burdened humility.
How dare I tell God that I'm not content with his hand of blessing. Certainly I may not be a millionaire, but I do have a roof over my head, food on my tables, and education for my children, cars in which to transport, and so much more. Yet, I have the audacity to voice to myself, others and God my discontentment with not receiving what I think are "better blessings" from God. How selfish can I be? I'm sure I'm not alone in this train of thought, but to examine the better part of my discouragements, it has nothing to do with what God has provided for me, but much more about what I think I should be having instead.
Every good and perfect gift comes from above...
Why am I not content with His gifts? Why must I tell Him that I think I deserve more?
May I learn to be like Paul...
Philippians 4:11
"Not that I speak in regard to need, for I have learned in whatever state I am, to be content:"