Do you want to know what I really hate?
Hearing complainers.
Hearing someone complain just might be the number one thing on my list of pet peeves.
That includes my children complaining about doing their school work or chores, the guy at the bank who complains about having to wait in line too long, and everything in between.
Imagine my horror when I realized this morning that I have been in a season of life where I have been complaining a lot. Too much.
You know that feeling you get in the pit of your stomach when you realize you’ve done something bad, and there isn’t a thing you can do about it?
That’s the feeling I had this morning as I read Philippians 2.
Sure, I’ve read it before… dozens of times, if not more. But, for some reason, it really stood out to me this time around.
Here’s the passage that impacted me so forcefully, Philippians 2:14-16a, in the NIV:
Do everything without complaining or arguing, so that you may become blameless and pure, children of God without fault in a crooked and depraved generation, in which you shine like stars in the universe as you hold out the word of life.
That was a pretty intense wake-up call. Because, as I read that over a couple more times, instances of complaining started flashing through my head from the past few days: