Recently, I used Psalm 55 as a call to worship. I read the section below over our congregation:
“Give ear to my prayer, O God,
and hide not yourself from my plea for mercy!
Attend to me, and answer me;
I am restless in my complaint and I moan,
because of the noise of the enemy,
because of the oppression of the wicked.
For they drop trouble upon me,
and in anger they bear a grudge against me.”
My daughter is five years old. She is beautiful and sharp, but has a propensity towards the glass being half-empty. The running joke in my home is that she starts every afterschool conversation with us with the same phrase:
“Welllllllll, one bad thing was that…”
Shes five. There’s a lot of hard things happening in the world of a five year old. We rehearse with her how to find the good in any situation. We walk her through how to recall God’s grace over our family’s life. We practice making a list of the things we are thankful for. And yet, every drive home from school sounds the same.
I’m not sure that most of us are much different. I think I’d be a bit embarrassed if I was able to see in real-time the percentage of my conversations with God that hover around dissatisfaction compared to contentment. Don’t get me wrong, God desires to hear our longings and desires for his kingdom to replace what is broken in this world. But I’d also bet I kind of sound like my daughter most of the time too. I don’t think our discontentment is the only thing God wants to hear cross our lips.
My experience tells me that complaining and gratitude are both highly contagious, and tend to gain momentum with repetition. To put it another way, if you are always on the hunt for what’s wrong or needing fixing, you’ll find it every time.
I want to roll out of bed with a disposition towards celebration. I want to surround myself with people that are joyful and focused on the good things we share. I want to place myself in the fray with celebrators. I want to hear evidence of God’s grace in everyday conversations and not just dedicated prayer times with other leaders. I want to run to God with all of my anxieties and complaints, and all of my gratitude that things won’t stay like this forever.
Lord, help me see the good.