"It is so important not to waste what is precious by spending all one's time and emotion on fretting or complaining over what one does not have." ~ Edith Schaeffer
If there's one thing I wish I'd been taught as a young wife and mother, it would be what it means to be content.
Don't get me wrong - I'm not blaming anyone for not teaching me. Even if there'd been a mentor in my life those years ago, I doubt that I was teachable.
But it grieves me to remember my ungratefulness - to consider what precious gifts of the moment I wasted while wishing that my possessions were greater and my circumstances were different.
I remember the misery of wallowing in self-centered envy, and I'm grateful that the Lord didn't give me what I thought I needed to be happy and content - that He let me be miserable that I might grow up. That I would come to know the contentment found in abiding in Christ and resting in His sovereignty over my life.
But even after all these years of sowing contentment deep, I sometimes need a refresher. I begin to wish for things I don't have - for new flooring, trendy furnishing, a Nikon that works.
What a silly, foolish girl I am - wasting what is precious.
{Photos - grateful for my point-and-shoot camera and playing with free Picasa's editing tools while my Nikon is repaired.}
