I’m gonna make like a scarecrow and use my brain! In any manner that one employs to increase comfort in one’s life, it requires the power of the mind.
The world around us continues to go round and round, regardless of how comfortable we wish to feel about it. Good, bad, happy, sad… the only strategy one can use to increase comfort, would be how they process, accept and cope with the reality of their daily life.
We each get just one life, one chance to exist on this planet, and what we do with what we have is all that will remain, in the end.
Choose belief… choose faith, love, and goodness in all things!
As it says in Romans 12: 2,
“Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is — his good, pleasing and perfect will.”
Ok, I am finished laughing at the thought of comfort…
Seriously, I only laughed at the thought of trying to make comfort out of the level of poverty we have come through and the continued clawing effort my husband puts in, ALONE, to try and pull us out of the pit that life’s circumstances put us in…
In truth, it has been the BEST horrible, exhausting, devastatingly painful journey EVER! At least for me, that is…the learning to let go of things I thought were so important, things I thought I HAD to have…
With those days far distant from the here and now, we are incredibly comfortable… you know why… because we spent so long and still do sometimes, having to choose between toilet paper or laundry quarters… that’s the real stuff of life. But it is not a complaint I want to leave anyone with… it is encouragement!
When things seem so incredibly impossible, that’s the place where God ALWAYS shows up… I have never gone even one day without some form of edible food. My husband and I live to the best of our ability, to appreciate each and everything we receive, and we care for it more so because we do not have the assurance that it can be easily replaced… ergo our refrigerator debacle.
And let me tell you, when you go without your creamer for a week and have to smile through black coffee, for me this is borderline criminal behavior… When that creamy French Vanilla swirls magically as you pour it in, you are as excited as a kid at the gate to Disneyland.
My point is this… if we try too hard to focus on what will make us more comfortable, we waste a lot of beautiful opportunities to appreciate the One who provides everything that we enjoy. We are also more likely to argue with Him when we are expected to share with others in need.
Journey With Me! 