I've been waking up early with my husband's alarm, and taking time to read and contemplate and meditate and pray.
Oh, and make a meme with most day's Verse of the Day from the YouVersion Bible App on my phone!
Some days He gives me time and clarity to actually write about the verse and how it impacts me, like this morning. I still have internet issues at home, so I do it all on my phone, and post it from there to Instagram and Marina's Kitchen Table on Facebook. Tonight I have a little internet time so I thought I'd post it here too.
I hope it blesses you too...
Everything we can accomplish, achieve, acquire, become, own, possess, or purchase can cause turmoil, distress, stress.
“Everything is meaningless,” says the Teacher, “completely meaningless!” wrote Solomon in Ecclesiastes 1. And I love Philippians 4:11 where Paul shares “Not that I was ever in need, for I have learned how to be content with whatever I have.” I would include “whatever I am” too.
Just yesterday I thought of the jobs I’ve done in my life (in no particular order): waitress, cook at summer camp, pre-school literacy teacher for a college ESL/TESOL program, librarian, virtual assistant, photographer, social media manager, retail sales, self-employed sales, hospital unit secretary, hospital visiting doctor secretary, hostess, cotton-candy maker at the fair, resume writer, customer service rep, baker, flower/balloon bouquet deliverer, writer, grocery checker, babysitter... some of these things I’ve done more than once for a season (or 3)... all of them fulfilled a need for that time. I never will stop being a sister, wife, mom, grandma, or daughter (even though I’m orphaned now), aunt, niece or student.
I’ve lived in rental trailers and fancy houses (and mostly somewhere in between), in California (too many zip codes to count), Georgia, Arkansas x3, Missouri (many moves in 1 zip code), Kentucky x3, and now Alabama.
I’ve had empty bank accounts and bigger ones, few possessions and much to dust. I look back and feel closest to God (and to my husband) are when we were completely and wholly dependent upon God - in the early days it came out of circumstances and lack of belongings, but as I’ve grown in Christ and learned to not put my trust in who I am or what I have, I walk in “the little” areas more easily.
I’m grateful for who I am (a daughter of The King, a Prodigal Child in My Father’s arms, completely and wholly dependent upon Him) and profoundly aware of what I truly possess (without owing a bank or other agency, because honestly, “THEY” own it until I pay it off!).
I’m completely content in this today, and it’s all about the “who I am” rather than the “what I have”. I can rest in the “who I am” because not one material thing will go to heaven with me. Or you. And I’m completely ok with that.
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