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Not to say that my title's are otherwise clever, but I've had a REALLY hard time with writing lately. I don't know what is off, perhaps I'm anxious for a new challenge or adventure.

Last night I was reading "Grace for the Moment" by Max Lucado before bed. If any of you are EVER looking for a great devotion book, I highly recommend it. Max talks about being content and says (loosely paraphrased) that to be content is to be perfectly satisfied with what you have, even if God never gave you any other blessings. I had read this phrase years ago and loved that definition, but this time around found myself challenged by it.

The reality of my life is that I am blessed beyond measure. Really, we all are. Yes, there are things that don't go the way I like, hard days and issues that I don't like dealing with, but I truly am so fortunate. I don't want to go through life delaying my happiness--waiting for what's next to make me completely fulfilled. I'd rather go through life being content in whatever situations God see's fit.

Today I choose to be content, happy and satisfied.