Contentment. It is not an easy state to stay in. We are not content about our food; wrong brand of milk. Wrong flavor of chips. We are not content about the weather; too windy, cold, or hot. Our house is too little, too cluttery, or too dirty. Our kids are too loud, don’t listen and are too whiny.
Our husbands… Oh we won’t go there! lol
The socks left on the floor…
The hammer left on the kitchen table.
We can complain about a lot of things. Every day. Or we can be content with what we have.
The cold windy day, because it blows the leaves out of our yard. The small house that doesn’t take long to clean. The kids that are healthy enough to drive us bonkers with their noise.
There is always something to be thankful and content about.
There is one thing that the Spirit keeps asking me if I’m content with… the hard stuff.
Those hard things that keep bringing me to my knees. The things that keep me running to Christ. My weaknesses. The thorn in my flesh. The person that I forgive again and again. The HARD stuff that I face each day.
Am I content with that hard stuff in my life?
Not content, as is I want to stay STUCK where I am. No, not that at all, but rather content with the way those hard things have affected me. If you are like me, you have been beaten, stepped on, wrinkled, torn, to some degree. Yet, the hard things I’ve been through have taught me something; they have formed me into who I am today. I have become a different person because of the junk I’ve had to go through.
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