Ha! If you read my blog at all, you know that I rant and try to work things out, but I didn’t really think of myself as much of a complainer until I saw this. Looking at it got me thinking.
For a lot of my job, I just listen, so it was actually almost third period before I caught myself. “That Michael!” I was thinking. “If he would just…”
Ooops. Caught in the act.
I think I’ll request a bracelet.
Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.–Philippians 4:8
I can’t say that I’m complaint free, but I really did make an effort to complain less and be more thankful after I read the book Pollyanna. I started playing her little “thankful game” every time I felt like complaining about something, and it really did help.
Hi, Becky.
Revealing, isn’t it when a truth about our life is revealed. Oh, if only we can be honest, recognize the shortcoming, and correct it.
Thanks for this post.
Carol, I remember Pollyanna. You’re so right. And Shirley, as for the correction…we’re all a work in progress, right?
Awwwww… I am certainly a work in progress! He’s still working on me! I do my best not to complain, but I’m afraid I fail at times… I am so glad he is patient!