I want to complain…

I want to complain about dishes… because I don’t have a dishwasher… because they take so much time… because I always procrastinate doing them… because there is just SO MUCH to do.

 

I want to complain about laundry… because I don’t have a washing machine… because I have to lug it up and down stairs… because it takes me forever to fold it and put it away…because there is just SO MUCH of it.

I want to complain about dirty diapers… because they smell bad… because they take up so much time… because there are SO MANY of them.

I want to complain about all of it. Just complain and complain. But then I think of this image.

And suddenly I don’t want to complain anymore. I don’t want to complain because I realize that I have SO MUCH. I have SO MANY dirty dishes because I have SO MUCH food. I have SO MUCH laundry to do because I have SO MUCH warm clothing. I have SO MANY dirty diapers to change because I have a healthy baby girl. Just look at her. Isn’t she beautiful? See how happy she is? See how chubby her little arms are?

How could I want to complain? Ever? Thank you Lord for giving me SO MUCH.