My foot kind of hurts. That’s not a complaint, it’s a fact. However, because my foot hurts, I went to a podiatrist, who poked at it with needles and squished it around and asked things like “Does this hurt” and said things like “You might feel some discomfort” which is doctorspeak for “this will hurt like hell but I am not going to say that because you’ll walk out.” I am not complaining. It’s a fact.
Why not? What’s wrong with complaining?
I have nothing to complain about. I can go to a specialist if something hurts. Not everyone has that luxury. Once he is done with his poking and prodding, I can go home and prop up in a comfortable chair with a glass of tea. Not everyone can do that. I don’t have to put on a uniform or uncomfortable shoes and pretend to feel well so my boss won’t fire me.
I realize that, and what a privilege it is. Sometimes it shames me. Not in that “I gotta quit with being comfortable!” but more in a “Why aren’t I using this to Do Good Things?” I don’t feel guilty about privilege, about being comfortable, but I recognize it for what it is, and know that I am not any better or more deserving than someone who isn’t so fortunate.
This prosperity…is it a blessing? it could be a curse, really. It could be that I am so comfortable that I forget where it comes from and start thinking I deserve it, then cop an attitude toward God when something doesn’t go my Precious Princess way.
All along, in our 28 years of marriage, I have said that I would give it all up and live in an old single-wide housetrailer if it came to that. All this stuff is gravy, you know. gravy makes you fat (spiritual fat is complacency, don’t you think?). I want to remember to be thankful for what I have, and that God has me here for a reason, and this stuff needs to be used in a way that glorifies and honors Him…
even the shot in the foot, and the uncomfortable boot. I am not sure how to use those things…maybe it will come to me.
On a completely different subject, I was informed yesterday that if one put
antipersperant antiperspirent …that stuff you use on your pits to cut down sweat… under your boobs, it will help there as well. how about that!