But we are. It's that way with God. We need an affirmative, grateful spirit. Cranky, unhappy people don't praise much of anything. Praise almost seems to be inner health made audible.
Praise is inner health made audible.
As the complaining gushed forth she would nod or make eye contact with her granddaughter to make sure Maya heard what was being said. And I would nod. Mamma would continue, 'Sister, there are people who went to sleep all over the world last night, poor and rich and white and black, but they will never wake up again. And those dead folks would give anything, anything at all for just five minutes of this weather or ten minutes of that plowing that person was grumbling about. So you watch yourself about complaining, Sister.