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I Won't Complain

“Either be angry for what you don’t have, or thankful for what you do have.” -Nick Vujicic
I woke up today complaining! It was terrible. I was crying while I was getting dressed and even while driving to work. I had some great things to complain about too. My parents are being...normal, I've had two friends basically cut me off in one week, and I've been sick for weeks.
As I’m scrolling through my Facebook timeline I see a video from Oprah’s “Life Class.” Nick Vujicic, born and raised in Australia with no arms or legs. All I could say was, “Wow.” He was there to represent Faith in Action. Throughout his childhood Vujicic was teased and attempted to commit suicide. Later, he read an article about a handicapped man who refused to let the hand he’d been dealt in life hold him back. So.............(the period were necessary for dramatic effect)..............
...WHAT IS MY PROBLEM?!
How much more ridiculous could I get? The thing is, everything I am hurt about has value. However, I've given it too much value. My day should never start off with me being frustrated about what I don’t have. I have entirely too much to be thankful for. I watched this video in disgust with how I've been acting. Vujicic taught me something major this morning.
LESSON LEARNED!
A few years ago, a friend of mine challenged me. For every negative thought or comment I had, I was to say something positive, whether it was about a person, situation, or myself. That was rough. Coming up with negative things to say is no challenge. I can tell you ten things I hate about myself and dislike about others before thinking one positive thought.

For me, negativity has become a barrier. It created an imaginary line between myself and love. If I continue to think negatively about myself and others and the world I live in, I won’t have to love myself, others, or the world. Once you start to love, there’s only a matter of time before you get hurt, right? The problem is, God created us to love and be loved and there is no barrier strong enough to stop that. So as much as I deny love, I love, love. Therefore, when I don’t have it, I complain about being void of the very thing that I want negativity to keep away in the first place. Yep. I’m a case study. But aren't we all, in some way?

Now that I have revealed my insanity I’m challenging myself today. No more negativity. It’s like a virus killing off every good thing about me. If you know me and you catch me being negative, remind me of this day. Go ahead and shut me up! Because at 10 a.m. today, I renewed my mind.

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