I have received sooooooooooooooo many messages lately about contentment: the article in the paper, opened just to the page with an article about being satisfied with what you have in hard times, sermons addressing thankfulness, Bible study mentions of gratefulness and satisfaction, news stories on the excesses of American culture and how little we really need to be complete.
I found myself saying, "Lord, what's the deal? I don't need this message! Why do you keep throwing it in my face?" Nice attitude, I know, but seriously, of all the people, I have been content to live in our little house with our lots of kids and animals.
I don't complain...out loud. And I haven't said...much...about my monthly allowance that hasn't gone up in three years and one month...but who's counting? And I love EVERYTHING about my husband...except when he's late...and I love my house...except for the paint, furniture, bedding, window coverings...and I really love my body..except for the sagging ____ and the dimply ____...and I love my plentiful wardrobe...except that nothing fits...and I adore spending time with my children, except when I don't get enough sleep...I really do love being pregnant...except for the nausea, gas, and...OK Lord, I get it...
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love love love when you write!!!
LOL!!! That was funny and awesome! I'm Liz, the gal who walked with you and Emily and Raquel...
Thanks Liz! :) I had a GREAT time walking with you and sorry again for blabbering on and on and on...you can see why I blog. :)
Raquel-thank you my friend! You are always there with my words of love! You always seem to know what I need. You are a good and true friend. Thank you.
I so get this post, contentment is my area of struggle!!!!
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