I stopped in my tracks and broke down. I could see in my daughter what I had done for years. Thinking of better days. The future when things would make sense. Days passed. Years passed. And each met with its own challenges, sorrows, and happiness.
Maybe it is because I turned 39 this year. Maybe it is my hormones. Maybe it is because God is bringing me to a place of complete content. Finally after all the years of a twinge of discontentment God was showing me just how wrong I was.
When I consider all the blessings I have seen in my life, why or how could I ever dream of more. When I focus on my salvation how can I ever desire more. I have everything I need and more. When I envision my most loved thing in my life it pales in comparison to my Lord and Savior. THAT is where you can reach contentment.
By no means have I arrived but slowly God is chipping away at my selfish human nature and molding me more and more in his image. It is painful. It is heart wrenching. But it is beautiful at the same time.