“Thank-you for where I am, because it’s where You want me to be, God. And that’s more important than my own plan.”
This is my new motto for contentment.
Even before last Tuesday happened, I’d been thinking about contentment. Whenever I had a less-than-awesome day I worried that I wasn’t living life the best that I could. Should I go work in America for a year? Move across the country to get back into journalism? And so on.
I also spent a lot of time day-dreaming about the day I become a published author or get married. It even affected my motivation for getting closer to God. There wasn’t a Christian event I went to where I wasn’t subtly scanning the audience for husband material or mentally plotting my next book. While I did want to be closer to God for God’s own sake, I also figured that the closer I got to Him, the closer I got to His purposes for me (i.e. marriage and novel-writing).
God showed me this attitude wasn’t helping my life, and gave me that prayer at the top of the page. For a few days, each time I wished I was at a different stage, or worried that I wasn’t grabbing life by the horns, I prayed that prayer. I remembered that I was exactly where God wanted me. And the day He wanted me somewhere else, He’d tell me.
Then last Tuesday happened. The rubber really hit the road. I didn’t react well.
But the prayer still stands true.
I might want a good job, a writing career or a family, but that might not be in God’s plan. And was I designed to live a pleasant life on earth, or was I designed to live in relationship with Him forever and accept His purposes over mine?
I hope that God’s plan does include a family and some form of writing. But my contentment can’t be dependent on that happening one day. God asks for my ALL my heart, ALL my soul, ALL my mind and ALL my strength. (Mk 12:30) My contentment should depend on Him alone.
Now, I’ll be the first to admit I’m not good at this. If I get tired, hot or hungry, contentment flies out the window. Yesterday I was stressed about my job, so I got mad because my housemate ate my cheese.
Yep, I got angry over cheese. And there was other cheese in the fridge, it just wasn’t the one I bought. So I’m certainly not perfect—not even close!
And once I do get good at this contentment thing, what if my life gets easy for a while? I’m afraid I might slip back into the same bad habits when everything goes my way.
But God will be with me. I’m asking Him to remind me of what I’ve learned, to keep me accountable and to keep me moving forward. If I keep my heart open, He’ll keep the relationship developing.
And that’s what we were created for.
Thanks for reading! I’ve also got a guest post up today over at Ritty’s Adventures In Writing.
Here’s a peek:
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Also, the new site comes a new web address. This site is now http://www.jessicaeveringham.com and instead of ‘Consumed By Him’ it’s called ‘Jessica Everingham Writing’.
But don’t worry—this is just a facelift. The guts are staying the same.
My blog, novels, recommendations and short stories are all still available.
Additionally, I have a guest post up today at Janet Sketchly’s blog. Click here to read My Identity Is Broken.
It’s something I’ve been learning a lot about this past week, so make sure you check it out.
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Welcome to the new and improved site, everybody!
Along with the new-look website, I am making a few changes. I will now post regularly on a Friday, (and occasionally throughout the week), and I will regularly update my ‘recommendations’ page. Keep an eye out for some great books and websites!
Today I have a guest post up over at Jennifer Slattery’s blog; check it out and join the conversation here.
Here’s a taster:
“I don’t believe Your timing is right.”
“I don’t believe You can accomplish Your purposes through my life and writing.”
“I don’t think You can reach the hearts that are ready for You.”
“I don’t think You can take care of my financial needs.”
Have you ever caught yourself saying this to God?
Probably not. Few people say these things out loud, or even in their heads. But the other day I realized that I was saying all that to God through my actions….
You’ll have to visit Jennifer’s site to see the rest!
I was nervous when I submitted my latest guest blog post for Angela D Meyer’s website—until I received an email that blew me away.
To backtrack, when I was trying to decide what to write, I noticed that Angela’s guidelines allowed short stories. My mind jumped to a story I wrote a few months ago, Nightmare. I thought it was the one most likely to connect to her demographic of readers.
The next morning, when I sat down to look at the story and decide whether to use it, I had an overwhelming feeling that the story was too strange. People don’t read short stories very often, and this one was different to the other stories I’d written so I wasn’t too sure about it.
But I looked at my other ideas for a blog post, and I just wasn’t feeling it. I flicked open my Bible on a whim, wondering if a verse would hit me in the face. The page landed on Isaiah 55:9 (NIV); “As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts”.
I figured that was pretty obvious. I might not think that people would connect with the story, but maybe God had other ideas. I sent it off to Angela, letting her know that if she didn’t like it I could do something else.
The story tells the experience of a young mother in hospital, waiting to hear if her infant son, Josiah, will live or die. It addresses the topic of where God is when we’re in pain.
I got this email back from Angela:
“Just read your short story. I love it. Very powerful. I have had 2 miscarriages and one of the babies we named Josiah. The emotions that threaten to pull you down can be overpowering. I am sure this story will be relatable to many women who have lost babies. Have you experienced this yourself? The emotions you voiced hit the mark.”
Wow. I was stunned. What a co-incidence! And I almost didn’t send it!
For the record, thankfully I have not experienced a miscarriage. I am not a mother, but I do have a six year-old sister, and my worst case scenario is something happening to her or another member of my family. I wrote the story out of a desire to better comprehend God’s attitude toward human suffering.
So, it looks like even though I wasn’t too sure about what I was doing, God knew better than me what was going on!
If you’d like to check out my guest post—and the rest of Angela’s site— click here.