Miriam-Webster defines content to mean satisfied. I was sitting here tonight wondering how many people in life are truly content. Let's think about this. Our whole lives we are always looking ahead to the next thing. Let's start with childhood. We get a tricycle. Then we aren't happy until we get a bicycle w/ training wheels. Then we can't wait to have the training wheels off. Then it's elementary school where we yearn for middle school. Then we want to be in high school. Then we want to be able to drive. Then we want to go to college. And then we want a job. And we want to be married. Then we want a kid. Then we want another kid. Then we want the kid to be potty trained. Then we want the kid to stay in bed all night. Etc., Etc., Etc. (Oh, and I am totally basing those last couple off the observations of those with kids because this story for me stops at the "and we want to be married step.")
So, I'm just wondering, are we ever content. If our live stop at a certain point in any of these steps and never progress to the next one are we going to be content? Because it seems like we're always wanting more. My new prayer for myself is for God to make me content in my situation. To make me not be so focused on the fact I can't make it to the next step that I don't enjoy where I am and the blessings that my stage in life have to offer me. It doesn't mean I don't want the next step, but I don't want the desire of the next step to define who I am.