She's in a relationship with a really great guy. - Nope.
Her job must pay a lot. - HA.
She spends her day working to produce quantifiable results that she can be proud of. - Sorry, wrong again!
She won the lottery. - I wish!
She just feels beautiful today. - Not with a stuffy nose and puffy, runny eyes.
Then what? Well, this is just my opinion, but I think it's joy peeking through. Not that having joy means always being happy. In fact, I cried my eyes out the other night over missing friends who are states away. But I had my cry and at the end of it felt a wondrous sense of well-being! I feel cared for and understood. I'm experiencing little to no anxiety over the unknowns of the coming semester, and I frequently have an urge to smile for no apparent reason. :) Life is good, and it's because I know God, who loves me more deeply than even I do, has everything under control and is determined to bring me closer and closer to Himself, no matter what. Plus, he's gradually changing my heart so that that reality is sweeter than any other prize He could offer.
And you know what? His way is proving to be the best way, even when it's not what I would have chosen for myself. Life is good, and I can see how God was responsible for all of it. I have many friends that I trust, roommates that I love, a job full of dear people, a wonderful family, a home in multiple places, a place to sing with a group, a fantastic church of real sinners, and best of all, the gospel. So, no matter how bad I realize that I am, and no matter how little I deserve all these blessings, the Father who has given them still loves me, and will continue to love me even if those things go away.
So this girl has no children, is not married, not dating, and not having sex, has an income that is just a hair above the poverty line, has no curves to speak of (though granted, is considered beautiful), is hundreds of miles away from the vast majority of her close friends, can't go to book club anymore (GASP), does not currently have a career...and is, somehow, content. And not content with a bare-minimum, settling for what I have connotation, but content like the Spanish "contenta"- actually factually happy. I'll take this life over any other. :)
Thanks Lord :)
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