A constant complainer...

I woke up this morning, and I had a thought: "O, I'm going home soon! I don't want to!"... yesterday, my stomach hurt, and all I did was complain.... I realised today that I complain a little too much. I think it's a sign of selfishness and trying to do what I want, and not what the Lord wants me to do... it's kind of like saying "My will be done, not Thine". OUCH! Why is it that I forget to be grateful? Why is it that I complain instead of looking for those who need more support than I do? I found in my collection of poems one that humbled me, that reminded me how I need to be. I guess I knew once what it means to not complain, to say "Thy will be done, not mine". It's called WHEN:

              When all around you falls apart  

               and nothing seems to work, 

               don't sit in sorrow and in pain, 

               but look for those who love; 

               You'll find the help in friends, in men 

               who're sent by God above, 

               and in a minute you will see  

               that you are not alone. 

              When happiness is in your life 

               and joy comes in your heart          

               do not forget that others too 

               would want to feel God's love. 

               So go outside and give a hand 

               to those who lack a friend, 

               and so they'll find the happiness 

              that God wishes for them. 

               When at night you go to bed, 

               alone in your small room, 

               try to think of all the help  

               that God all day has sent. 

               When you think of all of that 

               and see that He does care, 

               you will start in your small heart 

               a true and sincere prayer.