An Apology

I hadn't seen a whole lot on the floods in Texas. Just little snippets here and there.

Then a few days ago I began seeing reels on social media, people's personal videos, their stories, and the aftermath.

One of the videos showed a family moving their cars to higher ground. I believe it was the dad yelling at everyone to go upstairs, to get higher because the river was coming. You could hear the fear and panic in their voices and see the river that ran in front of their house get higher and higher. 

I looked at the date and it was July 4. I thought about how they were probably going through that at the same time I was sitting in my lawn chair on the parade route.

And then I remembered my post about July 4th. And I was so embarrassed.

So many people are going through very hard stuff, they're evacuating due to brush fires, their children are fighting cancer, their homes - or worse - were washed away in the  floods... and here I was complaining about my view being obstructed. 

"Too many people around."

"Not enough floats."

"I can't see."

Oh my word. 

Please forgive me. 

I can get so caught up in my own little world and be so petty about things. I have been so blessed, I have nothing to complain about!

Lord, forgive my complaining heart. Help me to pray instead of complain. Open my eyes to see the world the way you do. Help me to see others and show me how to love them.