Lord, Forgive Me When I Whine
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Delivered By
Pastor Jonathan McGary
Delivered On
April 17, 2020 at 4:00 PM
Central Passage
Psalm 139:23-24
Subject
What I have Noticed Chapter 4
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Hey everyone,  Jonathan McGary here from Pleasant Hill with another edition of:  What I have noticed.

 

I want to begin by sharing a story from my childhood.  

 

When I was a young boy growing up in Ohio, there were times that, to my adolescent mind, things were not going the way I wanted them to go..and often when that happened...I would begin to whine and to complain.  

 

One day when my complaining and whining must have been particularly grievous, because my mother sat me down by our stereo cabinet and began to play a poemt that was set to music and performed by George younce of the Cathedral Quartet, it was  called “Lord, forgive me when I whine.”

 

As a child I must have whined often, and been made to sit down and listen to that poem often when I did, because as the story goes…there came a time when I had been complaining, and my mother told me, “You need to remember all the things you have to be thankful for, all your blessings, and you need to ask God to forgive you for whining...that little pep talk must have worked because after that she said my frequent prayer became….Lord, Forgive me when I whine.  

 

Well, I am grown man now...and do you know what I have noticed?

 

There are still times that I find myself grumbling, whining and complaining about things in life.  

What I have noticed is that there are also  many like me in this world who also sometimes find themselves mired in complaints, grumblings and whining.

 

Now it is true that we live in troubling times.  It is true that we often have circumstances that go contrary to how we want them to go.

Whether they be politics, social distancing, shut-downs and lock downs due to the  coronavirus, as well as personal conflict, troubles, and storms, there is no shortage of things to complain about.  But we also have so much to be thankful for.  And as the old saying goes...it could always be worse.  

 

Now, I am not trying to say that whatever it is you are going through or complaining about is not real, not painful, or not troublesome.  

 

What I am saying is that I/we sometimes need reminding of just how blessed and privileged we really are.

So I want to remind you as I often remind myself,  to count your blessings and name them one by one...and it WILL surprise you what the Lord has done, and it will surprise you that counting your blessings, will leave little time for complaint.  

 

I also thought we could use this reminder of this old poem from my childhood.  

Now I don’t have the musical track that George Younce did, nor the beautiful bass voice that he had.  

But my desire is that the words would for me, and I hope for you as well, become a prayer of confession, when we find ourselves beginning to grumble and complain.

 

 Lord, Forgive me when I whine.

 

Today, upon a bus, I saw a girl with golden hair. 

I envied her, she seemed so happy, and wished I was as fair. 

When suddenly she rose to leave, I saw her hobble down the aisle. 

She had one leg and wore a crutch. But as she passed, she smiled.

 

Oh, Lord, forgive me when I whine. 

For I have two legs, and the world is mine.

 

On the way home, I stopped to buy some candy. The lad who sold it had such charm. 

I talked with him, he seemed so glad. If I were late, it'd do no harm. 

And as I left, he said to me, "I thank you sir, you've been so kind. 

It's nice to talk with folks like you,  you see," he said, "I'm blind."

 

Oh, Lord, forgive me when I whine. 

For I have two eyes, and the world is mine.

 

Later while walking down the street, I saw a child with eyes of blue. 

He stood and watched the others play. It seemed He did not know what to do.

I paused a moment and then I said, "Why don't you join the others, dear?"

He looked ahead without a word. And then I knew, he couldn't hear.

 

Oh, Lord, forgive me when I whine.

For I have two ears, and the world is mine. 

With feet to take me where I would go. 

With eyes to see the sunset's glow. 

With ears to hear what You would have me know. 

 

Oh, Lord, forgive me when I grumble, when I complain, and when I whine. 

I've been blessed indeed, and the world is mine.

 

I pray that you will be blessed and that you will count your blessings.

I pray that you will find you are blessed indeed. 

Until we meet again...may God bless you.

I love you but more importantly God loves you.  Keep your eyes on him.

 

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