A Cry, Not a Complaint

The teaching, in one lineSadness complains. A broken heart cries like a child calling for his father.

“Is your sadness a complaint… or a cry?”

Sit with it

Frustration that life isn't going your way is a complaint against God.

A true broken heart is a child crying because his father is far away: honest, dear, and an opening.

The world chases a closed fist that holds nothing. Chase only what's real.

Thought is the highest power you have. It reaches further than anything, so guard it.

Set aside time every day to calmly ask: is this worth my life?

With faith you are truly alive, and every day, sweet or bitter, is filled with good.