Griping at God

Lately when I've been spending time with God, I sense that He wants more from me....or more of me!  It's comforting to know that God and Don, the sweet man to whom I've been married for 36 years (Aug. 9th) still want more of this old woman....who is grouchy more than I ever thought I could be!  For many years, I have been writing my prayers, but again, I think God wants more from me....more struggling with Him in prayer, more of my gut feelings that can't even be written down in neat, legible computer font.  He still wakes me up with a song, as he does my hubby.  Our songs tell us a lot about where God has taken us in our dreams, and sometimes He gets after us with our morning songs!  Don and I have been griping at each other a lot lately.  We have had a hard year, the hardest so far.  We find ourselves talking too much about problems and not saying, "thank you:" to each other enough.  I suspect we have been treating God that way also.  Maybe He just wants to hear our "gripes" aimed His way, instead of at each other.  So, last night, I watched a sad episode of the Waltons after Don went to bed, and I gave God my worst.  He can take it.  He's God.  And He turned it into my best.  He did a Romans 8:28 on me, and so I stayed up all night writing, and this morning Don found a less gripey version of his same old wife!  He hugged me and apologized for being gripey with me last night.  I apologized too, and we gave each other our morning kiss.  I'll find out what his song was later, and I'll share my prayer time.  It's the best part of marriage....being friends!