Over the past few months I've really been seeking God and asking Him to show me the right way to live and the change my way of looking at things. I've been asking Him to show me the things in my life that don't reflect Him. I don't want anything like that in me. Well He doesn't hesitate in doing that. Last night he showed me in a way that I will not be forgetting anytime soon.
I've always been a complainer, well honestly we all are, but I always see the things that I don't have instead of the things I do. God's been showing me this lately and slowly but surely He's changing my mindset with this.
I've never liked snow. I've never liked being too cold, or sliding around on the ice trying to drive, or being late because it took an extra 15 minutes to get somewhere. Even though I've never liked living in a place that has a cold winter- that is all I've ever lived in. So it's safe to say I complain a lot in the winter. I've never had to walk anywhere in the snow, every year our heat has worked and I've never had to be stuck in the cold for too long- and yet I let it ruin my day almost every day of the winter.
Yesterday was the first day of snowing we've had all year. It was incredibly cold and we had a lot of snow. Well last night I went to a percussion concert with my grandpa. We both enjoy listening to music together and we hadn't done anything together for a while so we went downtown to the old theater and enjoyed our time together. While rushing back to the car we were talking and laughing. I saw something that would keep me from laughing the rest of the night, and instead of being light hearted, I would have a burden on my heart. As we reached our car we passed the entry of a shop. Curled up in it was a homeless man. Not even a minute before I saw this sight I had complained about the cold bitter weather. Seeing that was sobering. Never have I had to do anything like he did. I have no right to complain. I didn't have a right before I saw him- and yet I felt like I was entitled to griping about how uncomfortable I was.
Comfort.
That's what it comes down to.
Entitlement.
How did I get it stuck in my head that these things are rights I get?
It's fitting that the Holiday season is coming up. This was a reminder that I am blessed- I am not entitled to complain about the things that I don't like or that I don't have something I want. This was a reminder that there are people around me that need help. This was a reminder that there are people that could use some love.
