What’s it mean to complain, anyway? From Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Welcome to Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power and thanks for coming by. This blog was actually inspired by our current series, “If I could have coffee with God . . .” Yesterday, I left off by challenging myself to have a complaint free day and being accountable to you, so grab your coffee and come hear how I did.

Have you ever noticed that whatever you’re thinking about as you fall asleep is what you wake up thinking about? Well, I reminded myself that I was to have a complaint-free day the next morning and as I was coming out of my good sleep and before my feet hit the floor, my brain woke up and I remembered my challenge for the day. The attack was on; let me tell you.

You know how it is; whenever you know you can’t have something, or do something, it never fails to be the thing that occupies your every waking thought. 🙂

When you challenge yourself to not complain about anything or anyone, about something or someone, let me tell you, you get a good reading on how much of an attitude adjustment you need. 🙂 I found out within an hour that I was in need of a major adjustment.

My persnickety little Llaso/Szhitzu decided she didn’t want to eat what I gave her for breakfast – this is a consistent struggle – so I thought I’ll add a bit of mozzarella cheese. I took it out of the refrigerator, and unbeknownst to me, I had it upside down and as I turned around rather fast and furiously to go towards her dish, cheese was going everywhere. A large section of my kitchen tile looked like it had little white worms all over it! 🙁  And to make things worse, of course I was in a hurry and due out the door in a few minutes. Oops, there I go again, starting to complain! Dang it! 🙂

Talk about exasperated though, but I did bite back my urge to shout something very negative and about the time I swallowed what I was going to say, why there’s little Ms. Priss eating the cheese off the ground.

Now I would have expected Sparky to have done that, because he’s always mopping the floor with his tongue trying to pick up anything he can digest, but seeing Baraka do that definitely helped quench the desire to complain.

As the day went, I’ll be honest; there were at least five or six times where I literally stopped myself mid sentence as I realized I was about to complain. I mean evidently it’s become a real natural thing for me. 🙁

As soon as that realization sunk in, it collided with frustration and I couldn’t help but wonder, Will I ever be a non-complainer? How in the world can I stop this nasty habit? I started thinking of ways that I could stop, and I don’t know why I thought of the shock collar on a dog, especially since I do not agree with the use of them, and that’s just my personal opinion, but I thought, that’s what I need; I need to be zapped every time I complain!

I’m sort of chuckling as I write this because I can’t help but think that inevitably, I’d probably be screaming out in pain just way too much, and wouldn’t that be just as annoying?

I was really going to do an analogy using the shock collar but nothing would come and here’s what H e did give me: The truth is, He doesn’t want to hurt us into not complaining; He wants to love us into not complaining, to help us to a place that we can proclaim a grateful heart for He loves a happy and grateful heart. We can’t change anything about us that we don’t like without Him, but when we are continually looking up and asking for help, we can do all things through Him who strengthens us. It’s really a matter of “who” you know!

Incidentally, I looked up the definition for complain and the definition alone is enough to make us rethink complaining.  According to the Webster’s dictionary, it means: To express grief, pain or discomfort. Well, I don’t know about you, but the majority of my complaints don’t involve grief, I mean, that’s a strong word. I do complain about aches and pains way too much, but hey, there’s room for an adjustment there for sure. Here’s an acronym I made for the word complain:

Crying out more p essimistically loud and inflicting negative

Make it a great day!

Evinda

 

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