When your 7 year old boy says to you, "Daddy you do grumble a lot!" it does rather hit home. To be fair it was in 36C heat in the middle of France as the sun was baking down . . . you see there I go again - grumbling. It amazes me that even in the most perfect of situations - a holiday in France - I can find things to grumble about. Problem is I always will. This world is marred by our rebellious relationship with God. Result is things are not what they should. So what is the answer to ...