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I've had some of the most trying few weeks. Honestly, it's been just an exercise in patience. Mainly at work, and not really anyone or anything in particular, just an exercise in patience. I was put in this position to streamline processes, and we all know that is not the easiest thing in the world to do, nor is it the popular thing to do. So, it's been tough. Not only that, but I've been incredibly busy at work, from the second I get there to the second I leave and even through lunch, most days. Not a fan of that, at all, but it's only temporary while we are going through some growing pains.
 
I have found myself with a nasty taste in my mouth lately. It's not that I cuss or say hateful or mean things, at all, it just feels like I am allowing my frustrations and aggravation get the best of my mouth. AKA complaining. I don't like being a complainer all the time. I really don't. Under alot of circumstances, you won't hear or see me complaining. Sometimes, though. Sometimes, it's all I can do NOT to complain.
 
It's one of those situations where, do I have the right to complain? Sure. Am I justified in my need to do it? Absolutely. Does that mean I have to? Nope. There are alot of situations where you are justified in feeling/reacting/saying/doing however you want, but it doesn't mean you should do it. And it doesn't mean that it's OK. Today, I was convicted about just how much complaining I was doing, BOTH on the inside of my head and out of my mouth, and God told me to stop it. Not because there are millions of people without a job that they'd love to complain about. Not because I should feel blessed by my job. (Although those are all good reasons, also) But becauase it's against what He wants from a follower of His.
 
Give generously to them and do so without a grudging heart; then because of this the LORD your God will bless you in all your work and in everything you put your hand to. -Deuteronomy 15:10
 
You will eat the fruit of your labor; blessings and prosperity will be yours. -Psalm 128:2

So I saw that there is nothing better for a person than to enjoy their work, because that is their lot. For who can bring them to see what will happen after them? -Ecclesiastes 3:22
 
Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters -Colossians 3:23
I hate word vomit. And I really hate when I am the one spewing it out of my mouth! And I really, REALLY hate it when I am complaining about something God has blessed me enormously with. I am going to watch that more closely from now on. And be cognisant of who is listening around me - is my complaining being a stumbling block? Am I making it OK for others around me to think it's OK to say this and that? I certainly hope not. Tomorrow is a new day, with new choices. And I will make them!

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