I have become something I’ve always loathed. Yes. I have become a complainer. I see how it happens too. And I most certainly see how hard it is to stop once you’ve started. Sadly, it becomes inherent. It’s like when Spiderman went bad. Bad was taking over, and that’s what complaining has done.
But as much as I want to play the victim here, I’m not. I am not the victim. I am not a victim because I never had to start complaining. Whatever happened didn’t get better when I complained, but it most certainly got worse. It didn’t change anything for the better, especially not my character.
What really happened is that I took my focus off of God. We don’t want to admit that, but it’s true. Complaining occurs when you take your eyes off of God and see a situation from only a human perspective. The truth is, when you’re really in God’s will you can have a bad day and not even know it.
When I’m focused on doing God’s will and making Him happy, I really don’t have time to complain about anything that doesn’t seem to go my way. Work is work. Life goes on. And God is still God and will remain God. So what right do I have to complain about anything when I know all of that for a fact?