He who complains the loudest, wears the fattest crown
I’m a big complainer. Things don’t go the way I think they should, I complain. Sometimes I subject others to my complaining, but usually the complaining is in my head. And then it usually finds it’s way into my prayers. The song suggests that if I just have Jesus in my life, then I’ll be free from this, and multiple other things. Apparently not for me. Having Jesus just frees me from complaining to others, not complaining period.
Part my penance from Confession one time was to see the beauty and to see God, in everything, every person, in every situation, everywhere. It was one of the hardest penance’s EVER! And one I feel like I’m still working on completing. But apparently, I’m not working very hard on that, otherwise I wouldn’t have this problem with complaining.
Dear Jesus, help me to see the beauty of You everywhere I go, in every person I encounter, in every situation I endure, in everything I come across. Help me to realize that sometimes my way isn’t the best way.
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