I was sitting in a lodge this weekend, surrounded by the never ending falling snow wondering about one word: contentment.
It was a women’s retreat, all about finding contentment. Contentment in possessions, relationships, circumstances.
The question I struggled with the most was how to be content with relationships I don’t have.
I’ve always struggled with this. This desire in my heart to be married and have children. To see people in love, to hear stories of both trials and triumphs, to see the faces of loving children. And I think to myself, I want that.
And so far, God has said not yet. Or maybe he is saying no.
But what this question comes down to is being content with myself. Right? Am I content with myself, with my current circumstances, with what I have right now. Am I enough?
But dig deeper and an even bigger truth comes out: is God enough?
The obvious answer, the Sunday school answer, the right answer for a life long Christian is yes.
Yes of course God is enough. Obviously. He is God.
But saying yes and living yes are two different things.
Saying yes is easy. Believing yes is hard.
My head knows the truth: God is enough. My heart has harder time.
God is enough. He is the giver and sustainer of life. He is everything. He is and was and is to come. He knows the thoughts in my head and the desires in my heart. He knows my past, my present, and my future.
He has a plan for me. And it might not be my plan for myself.
God knows what I need better than I ever will. And the truth is all my needs are met in Him.
My prayer: help me to believe that. And help me to live that. God is enough.
God is more than enough.