Contributed by Paul Carlson on Feb 16, 2009
ACCEPTING OR COMPLAINING
In 2002, Lisa Beamer was interviewed by a writer for Today’s Christian Woman. She was asked "What happened to you on 9-11?" Lisa gave some details of the early part of that day and then says, "As soon as I heard that (it had been her husband’s flight), I cried out 'No!'
Contributed by Ed Vasicek on Feb 21, 2012
COPING WITH COMPLAINING
How do you cope with complaining, nagging, whine-baby people? Internet discussion board posted this:
Why do people complain so much?
I know it's a natural thing but it has to be unhealthy. At my job people never stop complaining. Every day it's either too hot or too
Contributed by Sermon Central on Nov 30, 2009
Complaining on the Day of Judgment
The story is told of billions of people scattered on a great plain before Almighty God’s Throne. Some of the groups near the front talked heatedly - not with cringing shame; but, with belligerence. "How can God Judge us?" said one. "What does He know about
Contributed by Richard Goble on Nov 16, 2007
Jim Rhodes: God’s Complainer
Driving through Mineral Wells, Texas, one afternoon in 1994, Jim Rhodes noticed many buildings standing vacant due to the shutdown of a local military base. "I always complain to God about things that bother me," says Rhodes, "so I asked him, ’Why aren’t these
Contributed by Sermon Central on Apr 12, 2007
"Gratitude is riches. Complaining is poverty. Instead of complaining about whats
Contributed by Sermon Central on Feb 10, 2002
The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts
Contributed by Sermon Central on Apr 30, 2002
WORKING HARD AT COMPLAINING
There was a lady who lived alone in a suburban apartment complex. Upset at the noise from the adjacent apartment that she claimed was disturbing her, she immediately picked up the phone and called her landlord. “You need to get up here right away,” she told him.
Contributed by Shine Thomas on May 7, 2013
THE DONKEY AND THE COMPLAINING WIFE
I once heard of a farmer who had a complaining wife. From morning till night she would complain about something or the other. The only time he got relief was when he went to the farm with his donkey.
One day as he was plowing, his wife brought him lunch.
A FUNNY STORY ABOUT COMPLAINING
As per his oath of silence, a monk is only allowed to say two words every year.
After his first year, he comes before the head abbot to speak his two words: “Better food.”
The head abbot understands and obliges the monk, hiring a new chef and improving the food
Contributed by Sermon Central on Apr 3, 2008
COMPLAINING IS REMEDIED BY THANKFULNESS
Turn back again to the book of Exodus—Exodus chapter 34. The cure for complaining is not found in changing our circumstances, but rather gaining a proper view of God.
· Do you really believe that God has your best interests at heart?
· Do you really
Contributed by Donnie Martin on Dec 31, 2008
Vow of Silence
A monk joined a monastery and took a vow of silence. After the first ten years his superior called him in and asked, "Do you have anything to say?" The monk replied, "Food bad."
After another ten years, the monk again had opportunity to voice his thoughts. He said, "Bed
Contributed by Sermon Central on Jan 26, 2009
WESLEY AND CRITICISM
John Wesley was a great English preacher of the 1700’s. He was considered a rather spiffy dresser. One Sunday morning he wore a bow tie that had long ribbons that hung downward. After the sermon was over a lady walked up to him and said, "Brother Wesley, are you open to some
Contributed by Paul Carlson on Feb 10, 2009
"WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT..."
The story is told of an old man whose grandson rode a donkey while they were traveling from one city to another. The old man heard some people mumbling, "Would you look at that old man walking, suffering on his feet, while that strong young boy is totally capable of
Contributed by Sermon Central on Mar 17, 2009
COULD BE WORSE
Some years ago, Charles Schulz pictured Charlie Brown bringing out Snoopy’s dinner on Thanksgiving Day, but it was just his usual dog food in a bowl. So, Snoopy took one look at the dog food and said, "This isn’t fair. The rest of the world today is eating turkey with all the
Contributed by Peter Loughman on Apr 21, 2009
We had been living in New Jersey for about three weeks and were wanting to try out different things to get the "East Coast" experience. We both grew up in the San Francisco Bay Area, and honestly, New Jersey was a complete mystery to us. Some friends recommended that we eat at a
Contributed by Matthew Kratz on Jun 15, 2009
YOUR GRUMBLING GOES WITH YOU
There was a boy named Grumble Tone who ran away to sea,
"I’m sick of things on land," he said, "as sick as I can be;
A life upon the bounding wave will suit a lad like me!"
The seething ocean billows failed to stimulate his mirth,
For he did not like the vessel,
Contributed by Sermon Central on Feb 21, 2001
A guide at Blarney Castle in Ireland was explaining to some visitors that his job was not always as pleasant as it seemed. He told them about a group of disgruntled tourists he had taken to the castle earlier in the week.
"These people were complaining about everything," he said. "They didn’t
Contributed by Sermon Central on Aug 24, 2012
FORGIVE ME WHEN I WHINE
Today upon a bus, I saw a lovely maid with golden hair; I envied her -- she seemed so gay, and how, I wished I were so fair; When suddenly she rose to leave, I saw her hobble down the aisle; she had one foot and wore a crutch, but as she passed, a smile. Oh God, forgive me
Contributed by Perry Greene on Oct 16, 2012
A church member, noted for his "kickative mood and objective case," was challenged to construct a workable program rather than always finding fault with the attempts of others. "No," he replied, "you go ahead and make the plans, I will tell you what is wrong with them."
This is essentially how
A number of weeks ago, I jokingly said that everyone in my family had a license for something in life. The one license my folks said was solely mine was the complaining license. Dad would say: “Stop your fussing,” and if I didn’t, he’d pick on me and saying: “I don’t like