My Pity Party
Ever tried to throw yourself a little pity party? Well, I tried to throw myself one today. I even tried shedding some tears before the Holy Spirit came and smacked me upside the head and told me to get over myself. (Not really but you know what I mean) I was upset because my husband was going to be working extra again. This would put him at the fire station three nights in a row. As I started complaining and becoming grouchy I realized something…
This is what I asked for!
My husband and I both wanted me home with our children and were willing to make any sacrifices to slowly be able to make that happen. God was so faithful and answered our earnest prayer, yet here I am pouting.
Once the light bulb went off I immediately stated to praise God for the blessing of my husband having work. Shame on me for even starting to blow up the balloons for my pity party!
This got me thinking of all the times I have been ungrateful for the gifts and blessings God has given me.
I think we all do this a lot more than we want to admit to. We pray for answers yet sulk in our misery not wanting to praise God for where He has taken us.
We want me home with our children. God has helped us get there, but there are still sacrifices to be made on our part. We also want to pay off our mortgage in order to be 100% debt free. God has blessed us and provided us with all we need but it still takes hard work. So we praise Him and keep moving forward confidently. Expecting Him to guide us and help us every step of the way.
Join me in throwing pity parties out the door. Lets roll up our sleeves and get busy with all of the amazing opportunities and blessings God has placed before us.
My mission this week is to stop the complaining and give Him praise.
3 Responses to My Pity Party
Hey Y'all! My name is Brittany Styron. Sweet Country Roots is a place I hope to encourage, inspire, and bring a chuckle. Grab yourself a cup of coffee and join conversations about marriage, babies, homeschooling, frugal living, good food, and an old fashioned way of thinking.
Good recovery! Food for thought. Thank you!
I can totally relate. My husband does side work after his regular job and is usually late 3 or 4 nights a week. I often find myself grumbling while trying to get a newborn comforted while cooking dinner and helping settle an argument between the other 2 kids. It’s exhausting! Then I think, my husband is exhausted too and I should not complain or unload on him about it, because he works so hard so that I can be home. It’s hard not to take those blessings for granted. It really is a blessing to be taking care of these children and to have a husband that will work so hard to provide. I have to remind myself when it does get challenging to be careful of my attitude and not to be ungrateful.
My husband is working tons of overtime right now. I don’t struggle with his work as much as the very FEW times he wants to go out with his brother. I know I’m being selfish, but it’s hard. I barely see him! But I remind myself he rarely does it, and needs good family relations. Thank you for your post. Such a great reminder!