When I think of contentment, I think of a porch swing. Rocking back and forth, sipping tea, and soaking in life's blessings.
Yesterday I sat on the swing in our backyard and read the first chapter of Seasons of a Mothers Heart. I put the book down a few times to answer questions, check the timer on the hose (which had apparently broken) and was unable to finish until later in the evening which was again interrupted by “good nights” and more questions.
This is the way it is right now. I’m learning to breathe and go with it.
As I read the first chapter, I couldn’t help wondering…
How much life have I wasted wanting more?
Wanting to be more.
To do more.
To have more.
Spending too much time thinking about what I want blinds me to what I have.
Learning to see the blessings of life is key to enjoying it.
It’s key for my children too.
A mother who holds her child close in thankfulness shows her child they are precious.
I am always saying that this time at home with young ones is just a season. And it is. But it’s not a season to simply be endured. It’s one to be enjoyed.
Sally so aptly pointed out that joy comes from being thankful and content. Two beautiful words that take a whole lot of work and discipline to embrace.
I know these things come from seeking God rather than my own desires. Seeking to please Him rather than please myself (or anyone else).
I’m breaking out my gratitude journal today. It helps me focus on the blessings and see the abundance.
Thanks Sally for a great reminder and wonderful lesson for my Mom heart!