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MLIA but why? I actually think the "My Life is Average" comments are way more funny and relatable than FML. Besides, theres no cussing in MLIA. Haha.

But I certainly don't want nor am I called to live an average life. Well not average by any standard I know.

One thing that I think is pretty average though is complaining (in light of my recent complaints haha). A famous phrase I haven't heard in a long time is "count your blessings." But honestly, I can't! I'd be counting day and night! I'm so stinking blessed and spoiled its worrying even. I would even venture to say We're blessed and spoiled. Honestly, how can we complain about one little thing after the next, in light of all the blessings we have. Do you have much sympathy for that student who is upset they didn't get everything right and only got a 99%? My sentiments are usually exactly opposite of sympathy, probably because that person ruined the curve, gash! Haha.

Granted, there are things to lament and be sorrowful about. I'm not condemning that and certainly not condemning sympathy and compassion. Sometimes people really don't have many blessings to count. But then the grace given to no longer pay the penalty for our tresspasses is blessing enough. That alone is still a 99% Scratch that, its a 100%!

Worry, hurt, pain, remorse, and whatever bad things will happen. But complaining, sorry, I just don't see much justification for it in light of everything we have.

I complain for two reasons i think.

1. I am selfish and want sympathy and comfort

2. I share my burdens and seek counsel in how to deal with a situation

Sunday school just finished the book of numbers. One thing we learned was.... don't complain or else God will engulf you with flames, swallow you with the earth, or send snakes to kill you. Haha, not exactly how we taught the kids, but that was the basic idea.

BTW sharing burdens is not complaining. Just like you can share your concern about another brother or sister without gossiping. So too you can share you're burdens, what makes the difference is the heart. Sharing burdens for the pure sake of sympathy is complaining but the beauty of sharing burdens is in the definition. Brothers and sisters help us carry the burden, they counsel, they intercede, and they help.

bleh i would reorganize this blog because i just went on typing as my mind ticked (or didn't) Oh well, its not like i have very organized blog posts anyways. haha. behold my crazy thought process!!!!