When Doves Cry
Yesterday I acted like a spoiled rotten brat. After a great trip with my mom and the kids I came home expecting a clean house and all the laundry done. When it wasn’t, I was a bit miffed. I had made up in my mind that although the hubs foot the bill for the trip – no questions asked, no budget, all-in, didn’t make my Mom pay for a thing – I still wasn’t satisfied.
I came up with several reasons why I should be upset but today I came to the conclusion that I was being completely and utterly ridiculous. I had gotten exactly what I asked for – a chance to put a smile on my Mom’s face and some fun time with the kiddos. But somewhere in there I lost sight of my original request and instead of being grateful I was a hot mess.
I’m going to go out on a limb here and say I’m not the only one who’s done this and not just in situations like this. If I’m being completely honest I do this with God sometimes. You know what I’m talking about…or maybe it’s just me. Like when I pray about something and He gives me an answer I don’t like. Or when He gives me what I asked for and two weeks later I’m complaining about it…but it’s what I wanted. Or you know, how we sometimes expect Him to be our everything when we give Him nothing in return – not even a sincere prayer throughout the day for simply waking us up. And trust me, I know that at times, it’s much easier said than done and to even right this makes me want to walk around with a giant W (for Whiner) stamped on my forehead.
We are living in a world where satisfaction is guaranteed or your money back, the customer is always right, we get mad when our husband’s spoil us and it’s not enough (sorry babe), and we think it’s okay to sue because our overpriced coffee isn’t filled to the brim. But maybe if we take a step back, thank Him for simply making any of that possible, we’d be satisfied with things just the way they are.
Until next time…