A Gift From God

My Dear Sister,

I am convinced that there is no greater state of being than that of contentment!  Believers and unbelievers alike seek it in as many ways as can be devised.  However, it seems clear to me that contentment is a gift from God.  It springs up in our heart when God gives us faith to believe.  Believe first in Him, believe in His Word, and believe that His Son Incarnate died to save us from Hell.  Without faith in Jesus, no one is saved from Hell.

Genuine contentment, Sweet Sister, comes only from God.  He gives us what we need as we live in this world, AND He is preparing a better place for our eternal home—Heaven. Therefore, everything we do and think and say and feel should have Jesus at the center.

I love the hymn; Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus.  The chorus continues, Look full in His wonderful face; and the things of earth will grow strangely dim in the light of His glory and grace.  Jesus is our all in all—every need, want, craving and desire is satisfied in Him. We are co-heirs with Him, as the Children of God, and so, you and I are the sisters of Jesus, Princesses around the Throne of God, our Father, and the King of Kings.  Ah, what contentment— there is nothing I shall want!

Psalm 131 so succinctly and sensitively describes the soul in sweet contentment.  It is a tiny psalm, so let’s read it together:

1 LORD, my heart is not haughty,
Nor my eyes lofty.
Neither do I concern myself with great matters,
Nor with things too profound for me.

2 Surely I have calmed and quieted my soul,
Like a weaned child with his mother;
Like a weaned child is my soul within me.

3 O Israel, hope in the LORD
From this time forth and forever.

You see, Sister, as we are able to call God, LORD, we can chime in with the psalmist and be content without desiring those things that are beyond our reach or ability or comprehension.  We may gently be rocked in our Heavenly Father’s mighty arms, be weaned by His promises, and be quieted in the contentment of His plan and provision for us.

Blessings and Love,

Mimi