For the one who is never satisfied

IMG_0192Maybe it was when the temperature started consistently going over 90 degrees. Or, possibly, it was when my maternity pants began to get snug. Probably, it was a bad combination of the two. Either way, I lost my happy a few weeks back. I tend to do that. I go through seasons where I struggle with discontentment. The life that I am giddy over one day just seems insufficient the next. Sad to say, I find myself much like the children of Israel as they followed God across the desert.

Thanks for freeing us from slavery, God, but what are we going to drink?

Thanks for providing water in the middle of the desert, God, but now I’m hungry.

Bread that falls from heaven? That was so cool – for a while. What else do you have?

Oh, quail that appears at our camp for dinner. Nice.

Over and over, God would answer their prayers for provision. What satisfied them in the moment, however, quickly became not enough. That’s because they were never supposed to find satisfaction in the quail or the bread or the water. Their satisfaction was not even to be found in deliverance from any one circumstance.

God wants us to be satisfied in him. Only him. Even if he leaves us in an unpleasant circumstance without the water flowing freely and the bread falling from heaven. Even if we find ourselves in the valley of the shadow. Even when the fig tree doesn’t blossom and there are no cattle in the stalls. God is still sufficient. He is still enough.

I was reminded of that in my reading this morning of Psalm 81.

If you would only listen to me – you would open your mouth wide and I would fill it. {My paraphrase of verses 8-10}

He doesn’t promise a little. He doesn’t offer to just take the edge off. If we would just listen to him and look to him – he would fill us completely.

If you would just listen to me – I would satisfy you with honey from the rock. {My paraphrase of verses 13-16}

I love that he uses the word satisfy. If we would just listen to him, he would be our satisfaction.

Today, may we look for satisfaction in our Savior and not our circumstances.


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What do you mean we are only four days into Summer?

Sure, you woke up this morning to find that you forgot to play the tooth fairy last night {that is gonna cost you,} you are down to a half a roll of toilet paper for a household of six {guess you’re getting dressed, today} and your kids are all bored by 8:00 a.m. {anyone else remember being booted out of the house to ride your bike and told not to come back until lunch time?} And, if none of these things have happened to you, today, then you’re doing better than I am.

Yes, it’s summertime and the countdown to the weekend is meaningless because is Friday really all that different from Wednesday when you have to entertain little people for twelve hours a day? Β Repeat after me: Pinterest is my friend. It’s true that you have to dig through the pins of the overachievers who create Disney characters out of Jello and throw elaborate tea parties complete with crumpets and big hats. BUT, there are wonderful little gems like Straw Games. Straws, people. I think we can all handle that. Last night, the hubs and I resorted to “who can fit the most marshmallows in their mouth.” It’s getting serious around here, people.

The kids are only kids once and summer is only – okay, technically, summer is going to come around again and again and – well, let’s not focus on that. Let’s focus on fun, instead. Shall we?

There is so much on the internet during the summer about moms and bathing suits. So much encouragement to just put on the suit, put off your insecurities and enjoy yourself. Well, I did just that last week. A spur of the moment trip to a pool meant all I had to work with was an 8 month pregnant belly and an itty bitty teeny weeny yellow polka dot – ok, not really. It wasn’t all that itty bitty and it certainly was not a bikini. It also, however, was not a maternity bathing suit. So, I’m pretty sure I ended up on someone’s Facebook wall with the caption, “Oh, no, she didn’t.” But, I did.

So, here we are on this lovely Wednesday and my encouragement to you is just to keep calm and mommy on.

You are loved!

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FREE Resource for Parents: 31 Days of Prayer for Your Children

FM-Blog-ButtonIf you are a parent or grandparent or uncle or teacher or babysitter – if you are in a place of influence over children – I have a gem for you. Family Matters is offering their first FREE e-book, 31 Days of Prayer for Your Children!

I was given the opportunity to contribute to this series having no clue that it would become an e-book. πŸ™‚ I’m not going to tell you what days – you have to find them for yourself. πŸ™‚

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Also, if God has you in a season of waiting, I have a word of encouragement for you over on the HomeLife blog.

Happy Friday, friends!