Contentment? Well actually the verse says, "love", but I don't see why contentment might not also be true. I have my beloved Bible back in one piece (not many, as it was before it was rebound) and this morning my reading took me to a very familiar passage in the middle of Luke. For some reason, this passage never ceases to stir up emotions inside of me. Whether it is the, "Yes, I know that to be true" kind or the "Why didn't I remember that?" kind, it almost always deeply touches me.
Today it was the, "Why didn't remember that?" kind. Lack of contentment has been plaguing me in the last couple of weeks. It is one of my ugliest sins. How dare I ever feel (wallow in) a state of discontent when I have so much? How dare I question God's provision when He has come to my rescue again and again?
Luke 12:25-28 says, "Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? Since you cannot do this very little thing, why do you worry about the rest? Consider how the lilies grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, 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, how much more will he clothe you, O you of little faith!"
Today the extreme language of verse 25 is what struck me. Jesus says, when speaking of adding an hour to our life said, "Since you cannot do this very little thing, why do you worry about the rest?" Very little thing? As each of us that has lost someone knows, an hour added to a life is no small thing. Yet it is for God. A very small thing, indeed. He can do so much more than I can imagine, so much more than my tiny faith allows me to believe most days. So once again my heart is humbled, and I beg God for the wisdom to follow Him with my whole heart, and not be led astray by desires that never really satisfy anyway. And maybe one day, by His grace, I will be known by contentment.
