Contentment.

I once heard that "it is impossible to be content."--At the time, I thought that was a logical statement. How often am I in one place, no matter how cool it is, that I am always planning something ahead. I'm worried about something in the future. I'm trying to figure everything out--distracted from what is in front of me.

For the Christ says in Matthew 6: 25-34:


"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?
   “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."


This past week I came down with some kind of sickness--it consumed my whole body.  There was no other place I'd rather be than home.  Soon my perspective change, here, in Costa Rica is home. This is the place the Lord has provided for me. 


                                                                                                              A 'mother' to care for me. 


            A roof over my head [very important during these rainy, rainy days].


Food. 
                                                                             A warm blanket.  


                             Spanish TV [though takes a lot of energy and not worth the trouble when sick].


And soon--there was no other place I'd rather be than right where I was--sick and all.  I was content.  There was nothing more I needed nor wanted.  He provided everything.


Impossible to be content?  I think not.


How often do we miss our blessings because we are caught up in the, 'not yet happened'?


By day 3 I was ready to be back in the office--and when I showed up I was ready to work.  Needless to say, for missing a whole day and half of work--you would never even know.  It is amazing the way we respond and react to the 'trials' that we face daily when we are content in Christ. When we are content and obedient to his call on our life.  Who actually wants to go to work? I DO.  I get to use my gifts, my passions, and abilities to do His work--there is nothing more satisfying than that. I need nothing more and want nothing less.


May we become content and obedient to Christ and gorge on the blessings that come from Him daily.