What does it mean to be content?
Contented with my health — physically, emotionally, spiritually, financially, relationally, vocationally, circumstantially, politically. Content with everything in my life just as it is, right now, today, including the congested traffic, slow drivers, rude drivers, texting drivers. Not needing anything more, anything different, anything improved. Jesus is ENOUGH for me. I need nothing MORE than Him, and His imputed worthiness.
To be content doesn’t mean I’m not curious/expectant to see what He does NEXT, in me, others, circumstances. It means I’m perfectly happy for things to be just as they are, for now. And. That I have no clue how things could change, should change, for me to any any happier. I dunno, and am content with dunno. Shepherds know. Sheep dunno and don’t need to know. So sheep are very patient.
—DumbSheepDave, for the moment, enjoying the sanity, the bliss, that comes with fresh conviction of the sin of independence/confidence-he-knows-what’s-best-or-might-be-better
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