Only Jesus and people really matter.
Being removed from American culture for nineteen months, I no longer knew as well what was going on in the news, what the newest movies and music were, or what fashion trends were in vogue. Worst of all, I didn't get to watch Tigers baseball games! (Let's only hope that if I'm ever on Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?, questions pertaining to 2005-07 are omitted.) While many people—and I am all too often included—fuss and worry about such things, I lived just fine without them. I had other Christians to live with, I had all the yogurt, rice, chicken, and lentil soup I could eat, I had my Bible and some good books, and I had (and have still) a Savior who hears my prayers. And that's really about all we need. Why is contentment such a difficult thing to learn?
1 comment:
good question - here's hoping you have a good answer!
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