That kind of behavior is just not good.
I know I'm God's child and that He wants more for me than to be self-disparaging. So, I tried to stop my complaining because I know that there is Someone who listens all the time, and I said, "God, I need a little help here. Please show me that I'm better than this."
Right at that moment, a semi roared past me on the highway. It was bright red. If the truck had not been dead-heading, I never would have seen the big white letters painted across the back of the cab. It said, "My Blessing."
Thank you, God; message received.
God blesses us. But we also need to remember that we ourselves are a blessing to God every time we praise His name and every time we appreciate the wonders of His creation.
I will make them and the places surrounding my hill a blessing. I will send down showers in season;
there will be showers of blessing.