I've been growing a little bitter about the four of us having to live with our parents. I have begun to feel entitled to a better living situation. Who would disagree? Is there anyone out there who would prefer to live with their children at their parent's home? It was all starting to fester and grow. I know the enemy was feeding me more and more rotten lies that helped feed the ick. I allowed a few in and then began to see it his way.
Then today, we had communion.
The message was from Psalm 57. David wrote the Psalm while hiding in a cave. King Saul wanted him dead and had him on the run. While fleeing for his life, David clung to God. He had confidence because God cares.
This was a DOUBLE WHAMMY for me.
1. David gets closer to God and grows in faith while a King seeks his life. This is my time to cling, not drift. And I've got a pillow, not a rock.
2. Taking communion was the closer. God cared so much for me He went to the cross. How can I begin to feel entitled to something better than what I have? I have a place to rest, my children have food, and God cares. I will practice contentment. And you know what they say about practice?