Thursday, March 26, 2009

Gratitude

Lately it feels like parenting is squeezing every ounce of energy out of me. Parenting my two-year-old boy is stretching my patience to the outermost limit. What did I do before I had kids, I wonder? I know, I read for hours at a time. I could go grocery shopping whenever I wanted. I could SLEEP. Now I spend time cleaning up broken glass from the latest dish that my toddler has hurled from the table, or picking up toys over and over. I whine to my kids to please stop whining. Having some blessed time to myself this morning, I read one of the devotions that I have sent to my email inbox. This one was written by Martin B. Copenhaver, called "God does not like whiners," a meditation on Numbers 20:1-13. His words breathed thanksgiving into my whining soul:
One of the messages from this passage from the Book of Numbers is easily summarized: God does not like whiners. God had just led the people of Israel out of slavery in Egypt when they started whining about where they ended up, in a land where there was little vegetation and no visible source of water. In response, God told Moses to strike a rock and water poured out of it, but God was not too happy about it and said, in essence, “This group of whiners is never going to make it to the Promised Land.”

God doesn’t always expect us to be cheery. In fact, it is evident from scripture that God welcomes lament and even complaint as legitimate responses to the hardships of life. The difference is that whiners always find a way to whine, regardless of circumstances.

They tell a story in Vermont about a farmer who always moaned about his crop yields. Every harvest seemed to fall short. Then, one year, after a spectacular bumper crop, a fellow farmer said, “Well, even you will have to admit that this was a good year.” To which the whining farmer replied, “Yes, but terribly hard on the soil.”

Whiners always fine reason to whine. And those whose lives are marked by gratitude always find reason to give thanks. It is clear which kind of person God expects us to be.
The candles I set on the table yesterday are broken pieces today. I'm only awake right now because I have had my coffee. Yet I have these amazing kids that are such a gift. One is learning to read and the other is learning to be a friend. They are both trying to figure out who they are in the world. Aren't we all? Copenhaver ends his devotion with the following prayer. God, please hear my complaints when life is difficult, but, dear God, please don’t let me become a whiner. Instead, trace my heart with gratitude. Amen.

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