Bitching and Complaining

Philippians 2:14 — “Do everything without complaining or arguing.”

A favorite pastime of mine has always been complaining — talking smack about others, criticizing what’s wrong, or pointing out what should’ve been done differently. It’s strange how satisfying it feels, like scratching an itch that never goes away. Somewhere deep down, it gives me the illusion that I’m not the problem — that if I can name what’s wrong in everyone else, I’m somehow right.

When I began writing this devotional, I asked myself a hard question: How much of my communication is spent complaining or criticizing? If I’m honest, it’s probably close to 90%. We roll our eyes at the nightly news for being so negative, yet our daily conversations can sound just the same — except maybe with better lighting.

Think about how we start the day: “I’m tired. I don’t want to go to work. My back hurts. The traffic’s terrible.” We share our low-grade misery as if it’s the morning weather report. Complaining becomes our warm-up act before life begins.

But where does this really come from? Maybe all the way back to the Garden — Adam pointing his finger at Eve, and Eve at the serpent. Adam even blames God: “The woman You gave me.” That’s bold — blaming the Creator Himself for your own choices. Yet how often do I do the same in subtler ways?

When things don’t go my way, when others fail me, when life feels unfair — I complain. I gossip. I shift responsibility. In those moments, I’m essentially saying, “God, You messed this up.”
That realization hit hard: complaining isn’t just negativity — it’s spiritual rebellion.

When I complain, I reject gratitude. When I criticize, I deny grace.
Because gratitude and complaint can’t coexist — one will always silence the other.

So today, I choose to look in the mirror. Who’s really to blame for what isn’t moving forward in my life? Who’s responsible for my unhappiness, my discontent, my irritation? There’s no mystery villain here. It’s me.

Complaining is easy — gratitude takes work.
Criticism flows freely — humility takes discipline.
But the spiritually fit know: peace begins when the tongue quiets and the heart gives thanks.

Prayer:
Lord, help me to see when my words betray a heart of ingratitude.
Teach me to pause before I speak, to replace criticism with compassion, and to see others through Your mercy.
Quiet my spirit when I want to complain, and awaken my heart to gratitude — for in every moment, You are working for my good.
Amen.

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