Before Christmas and New Years I wrote about my word for 2020. Boundaries kept coming up and I set out to learn more about setting boundaries, keeping boundaries and respecting boundaries. Nearly two weeks into the new year I feel like I have a pretty good grasp on the boundary concept. It’s definitely still a work in progress but I now feel God pointing me in another direction for my word of the year. Contentment.
My entire life I have struggled with comparison. I’m sure I’ve written about that before -I don’t like to dwell on my past blog posts though. I’ve struggled with items I own and wanting better. I’ve struggled with how many friends I have and wanting more. I’ve struggled with keeping my home in a perfect state like people on tv or Instagram influencers. I’ve struggled with raising my kids in a way that someone else does that I admire.
The truth is that the word contentment was a slap across my face. I need to be content with what I have, who I am, my home, my car, my kids, my life…
While I continue to work on boundaries, contentment falls into line with that-for me anyway. This year I will be content with what I have and not wanting more. Spending time with my family will remain my number one priority-and that doesn’t mean that every day needs to be perfect…because it definitely won’t be.
I pray that in my search for contentment my children will also be content in what they have and how we live. I pray that they will enjoy the simpler pleasures of life and value our family time. I know that I find joy in swinging with my kids and baking with them. I enjoy building train tracks and going on adventures to our “treasure tree”. I pray that they learn to appreciate the little things now and that I don’t build up their expectations too much.
I choose joy.
I choose happiness.
I choose love.
I choose laughter.
I choose grace.
I choose contentment.
I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. (Philippians 4:12 NIV)