Food for weekend thought:
Yesterday was so beautiful--spectacular really. Warm and sunny and spring seeming to be bursting at the seams.
But today, it's deceptively cooler, cold actually. And windy and grey. Part of me wants to complain--about the weather, about the Tarheels losing today, about the Broughton Caps losing last night (our high school basketball was in the state high school finals).
But then I realize as I sit here, my hands gripping a big mug of warmth, our dog happily at my feet, and all of us living in freedom and safety, well, I've got absolutely no cause for complaint. Indeed, thank You Lord for the peace of this moment--a quiet sunday afternoon. A moment's pause... and time to take a deep breath and simply be. And thank.
"Contentment... is the soul's enjoyment of that peace that passes all understanding. Arthur Pink
"To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable; and wealthy, not rich; to listen to stars and birds, babes and sages, with open heart; to study hard; to think quietly, act frankly, talk gently, await occasions, hurry never; in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common--this is to be my symphony." William Henry Channing (a 19th century clergyman)
Thank You, Father. Help us to be such a symphony. To God be the glory.
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