I hit on this with a previous blog. This is so important. I had a couple hours until we get together with my mom and family to eat out. So I went to the back yard and sat on the tree swing and just thought about all that God has richly blessed us with. A roof, a mattress, air consitioners, great shower, clothes for any occasion, great friends and family, transportation, and so much more, even after the enormous sacrifice to save our souls. I am convinced that I am the richest little girl in the world. I just am. Sure, many people have more stuff but never seem content. Many have much less and are maybe content but struggling. I am content. And with thr Lord, even if I lose everything, I will still have Him and thus contentment. That is what makes me rich. God does. He owns everything good of eternal value. And He so richly pours it out on us. He is a good, good Father and I am so thankful for His rich grace toward me. I do not deserve it but it makes me want to deserve it so much. I am so thankful! 😄 ❤ ❤ ❤
Only God can help strengthen us spiritually to the point of contentment in any circumstances or environments. That is a beautiful place for peace and joy to live together. I believe that is the true, deep definition of contentment: peace and joy present when a relationship with God matures. That is my working definition and let me tell you, this is a beautiful place to be.😄❤
Weird thing to say. Especially as I say that you have arrived and matured spiritually in life when you are content in any and every circumstance, trusting God with the details.
No, this is more of a comfort matter. I can be content and not be comfortable. In fact, this is my M.O., my credo, my life story. I can name on one hand the times I have been truly comfortable AND content being myself naturally. Most of the time I was trying to fit some mold or obey parents or obey teachers or please parents or fit in at church or not seem crazy despite my being so often. I don’t think like anyone I know… I am naturally a nature girl, pianist, singer/songwriter, artist, writer/author, sports girl, leader, seamstress, fashion designer, machine tinkerer, carpenter, mechanic loving, farming, mommy, wife, animal and children and elderly-loving, mission-minded Christian. Tell me where I can ever be myself. Does all that seem to fit together cohesively? Does it fit any person in church maybe? Work? Who can handle all that? No, I have always had to tone me down to some standard of social normalcy.
That being said, there is wisdom and greatness involved and resulting from not getting too comfortable. I believe if we choose to act, serve, do, be, love rather than sit around being comfortable, we please God. I have yet to find the verse some people live by that God is pleased by those who sit around in comfort and please themselves. It is not n in the Bible, does not exist. It is a device of the devil. An idiot believes God expects nothing of us but our comfort. Like Jesus dies for our sins so we can hang out watching TV and feeding our faces or be in social media all day making sure we do nothing to be censored by their demonic agenda (why I quit facebook and all social media over a year ago). No, God says to live out our faith, serve, love, help. We are not in existence to pamper our own behinds. We are here for God, to demonstrate and worship His glory and encourage each other in home and church.❤
I used to be bored with normal anything and day to day menial tasks. God made me a big picture person who can and does big things.
I am on stage more comfortably than off it and never know how to small talk. I can and would rather help build a 150′ fence from scratch than do the dishes (we never got the promised dish washer). I started my own private practice Audiology business from scratch and did quite well even the firat year, but cringe at housework. I can heal and pray and fight off giants all day long but sigh heavily if I have to clean the bathrooms. It is how I am made.
Of course, I do all those daily things anyway. But day to day boredom used to be a very real problem for me. I am a doctor because I am ambitious and competitive and smart and want to do more in life and make a difference for God.
But. A huge word, but. God gave me different eyes and a different heart. God wants us balanced. He wants balance in the earth, in our lives, in our cells. How do I know that? He designed it that way. I am only half of my potential if I can only function in my comfort zone. I am not my full potential if I only do what I enjoy and never push to the uncomfortable. What good is healing a person if you can’t talk to them afterwards? What good is a glorious fence if the house is trashed?
So God gave me a glorious lesson in contentment. Even though I sleep alone, have no control or say in any of the finances, have no idea what the passwords are for my husband’s secretive computer and tablets other women are on, have to do all the routine day to day boring jobs in the house without appreciation, have no control over anything and cannot even speak freely without criticism, things which would have in the past made me unhappy at best and homicidal at worst, I am still content. How is this possible?
God wanted me balanced. And much more than that, He wanted me and wanted me free. God loves me, you see. My Heavenly Father wants my worship, my love back because He loves me so much. He gave me this gift of contentment so I am happy being with or doing anything with God. I trust God, not another person. And that is ok.
“I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” I am proof of that.❤
I realized I missed a friend’s call two days ago. That is annoying. And Steve has been irksome all day, thr kids argumentative, got bad news today of the moral character of someone I know, worked hard in the yard and packing up the van for a gig tomorrow but did not drink enough water and got dehydrated, and in general felt blah and irritable. So it was a rough day. Nonetheless, I find great comfort in the fact that God is the same today as He was yesterday. No one else in my life is consistent and faithful- my dad was the only one and he is in heaven now- even myself lately, but God is consistent and faithful. No one sees my inner beauty but God. No one wants to love and be with me all the time but God. God is still loving as always, still made me on purpose, still uses me whenever He sees fit, still blesses me with little diamonds He drops down for me. God is so very good and for that (and maybe only that today) I smile and have peace and joy in my heart. God is everything. God is more than enough. I am content. ❤
The closer you are to God, the more you consider Him in all things rather than the sources of disturbances. You remain objective and focused amidst persecution and mistreatment. Names are called and you consider the Source of Life and what He suffered for us and then objectively consider the source of cruelty. You forgive more freely, purposefully, faster. You forgive before the entire name is in the air like an arrow shot from a bow toward you. You decide to be God’s and not defend yourself, knowing He judges rightly and will handle it for you in some way in His timing, and you pray for those who don’t get the implications of that. God isn’t One to mess with. When His children are mistreated, you can bet that unless they repent, they will very much wish they hadn’t. They mistake God’s patience in wanting more people saved and giving so many chances for weakness or being far away or passive. Far from the case, God generously pours out grace, hoping He will love you into turning to Him. I digress, and return to my point. There is a vast satisfaction derived from becoming objective in the midst of incessant criticism and other spiritual attacks. We focus on God and He provides objective glasses and grace to push through it to an even stronger you. This is beautifully peaceful and joyful. Hard to explain how melodious.❤
Being an adventurous traveller most of my life since high school (and dabbling before that), travelling was the destination. Looking, searching for what different areas hold, what I was missing. I travelled through relationships that way too for a while but I digress. And I realized yesterday that I have arrived at my destination and all travel from now onward is done for vacations. I have found what I have searched for. It was not a physical location. It was not a person. It was a closeness to and healing from God. And I am complete and have arrived. I am content and incredibly happy. I am secure. In God first and then myself and my husband. There is now a fulfillment in the present, a new dawning of peace and calm and a bliss. I know this little girl is complete, no matter what happens to me. And I know my destination is heaven, far better than any place here, which must be incredible. God loves me with a sweet enduring unchanging love and fills and healed my brokenness. All the travel was searching for what He gave me as fast as He could without further damage. What an incredible God we have, so worthy of our everything. Now, I am absolutely brimming with Love and love is my home now.❤❤❤