I am sorry if this comes across the wrong way as I tend to get preachy so for all of you who aren't Christian I apologize for offending but I don't apologize for believing. When we can't go to church on Sunday we watch from home. So Sunday we were watching and our preacher Mark whom we LOVE because he is so happy go lucky, positive, smart, and witty... Was in tears. The Friday before Mother's Day I saw a tweet that said his wife was getting released from the hospital and she was resting well. I wondered what that was about until I watched his sermon yesterday and he said his wife had either Stage 2 or Stage 3 breast cancer and that she was in surgery that day to remove as much as they could. Everyone is pretty devastated by the news. He was in her hospital room and he told her honey I am just not happy lately. She said Mark have you counted your blessings? He said his father whom was his best friend until his death used to count his blessings daily and write down a few things that he was blessed with. So Mark was doing the same thing but dealing with Jan's illness he hadn't been writing and he was pleaded to God where was his miracle of healing? God responded with your son who isn't supposed to be alive, your church, this example and that example. Mark knew he was selfish and continued to feel blessed by his miracles but also hurt so much for his wife. So he went back to writing his blessings. It was very hard for me to watch that sermon without tears because when he cries I cry. When he told us of his sons miracle a few months ago I cried like a baby. Every Easter he shares beautiful stories and I cry like a baby.
If you knew me in my old life (I call this my second life) you knew my life was very troublesome. My blogs were so emotional and often my life was filled with turmoil. Since coming to Alabama and starting my second life there has been a limit to the turmoil and I don't blog much anymore. When I do blog I don't get the response or comments I used to when my life was filled with turmoil. It was like people were there to watch me fail. I was very turned off that my "friends" had tuned out my happy life and were more entertained by the turmoil in my life. I have learned as Mark did that you can't dwell on the hard ships and you have to be in the glory of the blessings and see each day that a new blessing has occurred.
I know so many people that they complain constantly and I just want to ask them for every complaint what is their blessing. Instead of complaining that their husband doesn't help around the house... At least he supports the family financially. If the husband works long hours... At least he has a job. They have allergies... At least its not cancer. There is ALWAYS someone worse than you and I have experienced this through my many health issues and hospitalizations. Instead of complaining that my step son is ill and disabled I know I have been blessed that God felt I was worthy enough to raise him and his Autism could be worse... His illness COULD be worse. Someday's with him I don't see the light at the end of the tunnel because ONLY HE can see it if he believes but I still believe in him and hold his hand and blessed to know him.
Why should complaining get more attention than Positive experiences? I see it all the time on FB. Someone complains and they get tons of interaction. Someone says, "I feel so blessed..." and they get birds chirping. (Yes, I see the irony as I'm complaining about complaining). But let's turn that around! Tell me something you feel blessed with or something GOOD that has happened to you recently! Let's all share in each other's joy!