And sentiments on contentment
This song has been on repeat in my head all day today:
(Sorry, not sorry, if it gets stuck in yours . . .)
Sweet like sugarcane on a summer day
Ain’t my Jesus better than the words I could ever say
Promised that the great, the good
The bad would come along
‘Cause if life is always easy
Probably doing something wrong
He comforts in the sorrow, He’s giving in the loss He stole the shame I carried and wore it on the cross
Providing me a future and manna for today
Life tried to give me lemons
But my Jesus makin’ lemonade
I tell you, left and right, I am witnessing people living out their testimony in ways only God can empower them to. Have you heard Forrest Frank’s story of his broken back getting healed?
For work, I wrote about an alumni couple who are serving God on the mission field. Well, shortly after my piece was written they experienced a loss in their family. Needless to say, the piece was not to be published, understandably. But when I tell you I reread what was compiled way back when I know for a fact that what they said then still remains true today. Despite their great loss.
I cannot imagine losing a child–well, I kind of can–but and so I don’t ever want to. So I see them from afar, me not comprehending their loss, and they are able to bless and thank God anyway.
That, my friend, is God’s power. Only through Him can they have any thread of joy in their lives today.
On a smaller scale, another beautiful picture of contentment can be found in this Substack post:
Link to her article (so worth reading):
I love what this girl has to say about where she is in life. I was astonished to learn that she isn’t actually living her dream. And she is where I’d like to be. That goes to show envy does not show you the whole picture.
Musings
Lately I’ve been wishing I had a discretionary income on the side where I could just cover costs for fun, little things for my kids just because I can. Fun story. Recently I worked hard scanning receipts to earn enough gift cards and get my oldest a stuffed golden retriever from Bass Pro Shops. (He is in love with it = success). But I don’t only have one kid and I knew that the other two would want one too. So, I am working on earning two more gift cards.
Each receipt is worth 25 points and it’s going to be a minute until I finally have $25 x 2 in Fetch points.
Boy, does it take time.
And time is a funny thing. Sometimes I feel like I am in a waiting room, waiting for what might come next. That’s the challenge though– sometimes–to remember the present.
Which is the gift.
Follow this link to download the Fetch app using my code–so I can collect referral points. (The points come to me and you when you’ve scanned your first receipt.)
In the meantime, this is something real small I am working on.
Also, I have course I am learning from–I am just a little stuck since I need to earn several more followers on my Instagram before I can get to the next step. So fun haha.
Triggers
The OG Instagram Post
I am so thankful I came across this post on IG. I had begun to feel shamed that–even though it’s not what I prefer–my kids do indeed attend a private school. I inferred disgust (maybe that’s too dramatic a word) from some mothers’ posts suggesting that other moms send their kids off to be “raised by strangers.”
What a punch in the gut.
Because that is not at all why we are on this path. This is the season God has led us and that’s what contributes to these choices. Sure, there do exist some moms who do not have the patience to raise their own offspring. But we are not the same.
So coming across this gracious post was such a balm to my heart. God sees me where I am and He also knows my heart.
I trust this will encourage yours as well.
Thanks for being here!
Grace + Common Sense 
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