Waiting

It is Sunday afternoon. I am curled up on the oversized chair in my family room. Adam is asleep on the sofa across from me. Avery is upstairs taking the second of her 2 hour naps today.

We just got home from church. I can't say that today's sermon "spoke to me" in any particular way. And I am certainly not implying that they all should. I realize and recognize that church isn't always for the consumer, but sometimes we go to be consumed. Today was certainly one of those days.

Sitting here though, I started thinking about words spoken by our pastor a few weeks ago. Praise God that He tucked them away in my heart for a time when I needed to hear them, meditate on them, and put them into practice. Jeff, our pastor, spoke about how we as a society are always looking for the next best thing. We always have our eyes fixed on "the next place" we are going to go and the next thing we are going to do. We think about the next job just months after we have started the current, we daydream about the next vacation while still in Florida on this year's trip, and we spend this weekend planning next weekend's fun activities. In our desire to get our "next" questions answered- our next job, our next home, our next child, our next activity, we miss out on the blessings of the current situation.

I have to admit. I have been snarled up by this today and really for the last week. It seems that it has been a week of "waiting" for me. Just now I am thinking about all the things I am waiting on....waiting for them to change.

I am waiting for the snow to melt and Spring to come.
I am waiting for Adam to wake up so we can go "do" something.
I am waiting for our vacation 3 weeks from now and wishing it was next week.
I am waiting for some test results from my doctor.
I am waiting for someone to buy our house.
I am waiting for feedback from our realtor about why people aren't buying our house.

All this waiting has and is leaving me terribly discontent. I desire change. I desire to be in the next place, the next chapter, the next month or year of my life. And then I remember.....

The enemy of discontent is thankfulness

They are the words that my pastor spoke a few weeks ago that God reminded me of while sitting in this oversized chair waiting!!!!

There IS so much to be thankful for. I hope I can spend the next few minutes meditating on those things instead of "waiting" while my family sleeps.

Blessings,
Katie