You're Blessed Enough to Complain...
by Annie Glasel 5/27/2010 / Humor
People who has never seen a Coke will never complain that they cannot afford one to quench their thirst. They would not complain when their can is empty; in fact, having never known its existence, they would never miss it at all. They would have to be blessed enough to have tasted one in order to complain about the difference between have and have not.
The other day my friend Percy's car broken down with a flat tire. Already in the midst of a bad week with failing health and other issues, he bemoaned his misfortune. Our friend Billy went to his rescue. After being sympathetic for about 5 minutes, Billy looked at Percy and said, not without love, "well, at least you're blessed enough to have a flat tire to complain about."
Percy thought Billy was nuts. But then it made sense. If he were not blessed enough to have a car, he would not be having the flat tire to complain about. (He probably would be complaining about the lack of a car.)
Yesterday, I left service feeling unfulfilled. I complained to my husband that it has been almost a month of Sundays since getting a touch from God.
My husband looked at me and said, not unkindly, "well, at least you're blessed enough to have a flat tire to complain about."
I laughed. I will remember that the next time I complain.
I've written to ease my pain; I've written to hear my voice; I've written for vanity; I've written for sanity; I've written for fun; I've written for laughs; I've written for me; I've written for money. But until I write for God, this talent is for naught.