JUST DON'T COMPLAIN

JUST DON’T COMPLAIN

The acclaimed American poet and author, Maya Angelou, was raised by her grandmother from age three to seven, a period of calm and stability in an otherwise traumatic childhood.  Grandma ran a general store and one thing that really riled her was complaining people.  They would complain about the heat, the cold, or a myriad of other issues that Maya’s grandmother considered to be totally trivial.  

After any complainer had left the store, Grandma would call Maya over to her and say, “Sister, did you hear Brother or Sister So-and-So complaining?  There are people who went to sleep all over the world last night, poor and rich, white and black, but they will never wake up again.  Any of those dead folks would love to have even five minutes of the weather that person was grumbling about.  So you watch yourself about complaining.  What you’re supposed to do when you don’t like a thing is change it.  If you can’t change it, change the way you think about it.  Don’t complain!”

Sounds like good advice.

Sisters and brothers, be continually blessed, and please (above all else) MAKE SURE YOU ARE READY TO MEET OUR SOON COMING KING. Maranatha!