Blessing

Sometimes I grow bitter and cease to ‘hunger and thirst for righteousness’ because I think the end result will be the spiritual equivalent of God saying, “Because I love you, you get liverwurst- it is good for you! So you ought to be grateful.” Why do I think of God that way?

Though I deserve nothing good, God gives me Himself, which is greater than anything I could ever desire. But in my mind, He is chopped liver. And I don’t want any, thankyouverymuch.

I’m sorry, God.