…The less I have, the more content I tend to be.
But the more I gain, the less content I seem to become…
Why is it as humans, we have a tendency to praise God when we are blessed with a little, but once He blesses us abundantly, we often forget Him in the midst of all our blessings? We begin to worship the blessings rather than the One from whom the blessings come. It is sad how we are often needed to be broken before we turn to Him.
… So I will make an effort to praise Him regardless of calm or storm; to be content in every situation I am in. For I know my God, and I know he has a plan. Because sometimes, when everything is going smoothly, life tends to slip you by. You are too caught up in yourself, you don’t even appreciate the moments as the come.
So. You want to live? You want to really live?
… Then count your blessings.
And praise Him.
Today I am thankful for the little things:
-Patience: with me, with the world, with God.
-The Beatles on vinyl, repeating over and over until the lyrics are burned into my mind for the remainder of the day
-Quiet mornings when the only sound is the steady blowing of the fan and the sound of my pen scratching it’s way across paper.
-Sunshine spilling through the glass panes of our window and settling softly on this page upon which I am writing.
-New/Old clay pots gifted to me by my grandmother and sitting patiently on my bookshelf awaiting the next plant which shall make it’s home in itself.
-Exciting ideas that slowly find their way into your heart and nestle there for a while and just when you start to forget them, God brings people/things into your life that confirm everything.