It's so easy to complain. What's up with that anyway? (Here we go again :p) Why can't I just be like Paul and learn to be content in whatever state I find myself? (Phil 4:11) God blesses so much...just living is such a gift. It's just too fun to be a whiner I guess. When you're right in the midst of life it's so easy to fret and fuss, but when you squint back at it, it looks all good. Like a watercolor painting that's a bunch of ugly smudges until you see it from a distance. (How do they do that anyhow? Almost like the artist paints behind his back while looking in a mirror on the opposite wall)...So...as I was saying...we squander precious moments reaching for the flesh pots back in Egypt instead of living with God in the now (even if it be in a wilderness) while conveniently forgetting about the former slavery aspect. "Minor detail!" right? Like the people in Deut 28:67 that in the morning moan "would God it were evening" and in the evening groan "would God it were morning!" Instead of praising God for what we have, we're always lookin and wishin, pining and praying for the land of milk and honey. And once we find our Canaan, we want a bigger one! Without the rocks in it. The funny thing is, contentment is great gain of itself (1 Tim 6:6). So if we have to be so selfish as to be constantly upgrading, we could just be happy with what we have for a change. That would take care of it. Of course there are some things that we should never be content with, such as this incessant complaining. :) How's all that for a paradox?
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