Why Would I Complain?

Sometimes I catch myself being grouchy at different things in my life… Things that are out of my control… Things that’s when I look over the fence at the neighbors-it doesn’t seem like they struggle with… And that’s not fair… Then I realize that I’m looking at me and being selfish and self-centered and that God does not get any glory from my childishness.. And that usually is a wake up call really quickly.. 🙂
Last week I was convicted to the core of my being.. I took a group of ladies down to Richmond to visit Margaret. Margaret is a 57 year old lady with an amazing chuckle. She has a delightful sense of humor. Years ago someone’s wheelchair ran away from the home-down into a lake nearby, and as they pulled the dripping person from the water, Margaret quipped “Did you catch any fish?”. She doesn’t like salad.. Her nickname is M&M.. She is very active in her church.. She has too many teddy bears to count… But Margaret was born without arms or legs. She was abandoned at birth, and years later when she met her birth mom, she was rejected again. She never really had a family. Yet she is so upbeat and cheerful!
I watched in amazement as she had someone adjust her glasses-which got me to thinking what could you do without arms? To never hold a baby, chase that pesky fly off your face, sneak a snack between meals, this list could go on all day! I came home talking and then Emily introduced me to Nick Vujicic.. What an incredible man! And his testimony.. Again I stop and look at myself…
God has given me so SOO much! Why would I ever have ANY reason to be discouraged?

“..Oh God, forgive me when I whine,
I have two arms, the world is mine

With feet to take me where I `d go
With eyes to see the sunset’s glow
With ears to hear what I’d know
Oh God, forgive me when I whine
I have blessed indeed, the world is mine!”
-author unknown

Bonus pic:

The fun of wheat harvest began last week

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