Do everything without complaining...

So I'm still struggling with Philippians 2. I still suck at obeying this command. Over the past several days, I've been thinking about a lot of things, and a lot of things had been getting to me, and I've been doing one of those things that I'm quite good at...essentially wallowing in self-pity. Why is it that I can't accept that God loves me and has a wonderful plan for my life (Bill Bright, eat your heart out...)? Of course the obvious answer to this question is because I don't trust God like I should, and I don't rest in His love like I should.

I've been going through (because I've been bored) and listening to various hymns and seeing which ones I can mix and match words and tunes. Yes, I'm a dork. With that established, the tune to O, the Deep, Deep Love of Jesus and the tune to Brethren, we have met to Worship are interchangeable. As I have the words to the former song committed to memory, I've been playing the tune to the latter and singing the words to the former over it for fun. And while doing that, I'm reminded of the words to the last verse. It's something I need to remember before I start complaining.

"O, the deep, deep love of Jesus, love of every love the best. 'Tis an ocean vast of blessing, 'tis a haven sweet of rest. O, the deep, deep love of Jesus, 'tis a heaven of heavens to me, and it lifts me up to glory for it lifts me up to Thee" (Francis)

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