The Paradox of More

The continual cry of my human heart, "MORE!"

"Give me more!"

"I want more!"

time

money

love

happiness

freedom

friends

fun

Awakened by the Spirit, I understand my pride.


More is hidden in every moment I have been given. .

Is there more in my moment ... my now ... slipping beyond, stirring, moving on to another heart that might grasp with understanding, enjoying what is. Is discontentment kicking, whining, and begging in my soul because I am unaware of the more in this present grace?

Selah

time to pause

meditate

reflect

breathe.

Thought becomes whispered prayer, "Let my heart see what is good in this portion of breath, this gift of now, this moment we are sharing ... Blessings tend to go unnoticed ..."

He makes me aware.

My children are safe.

My husbands loves what is his own.

Jehovah abundantly supplies.

Our neighbor lives at home, escaping the halls of the nursing home.

The Lazy Susan's bloom plentiful in yonder meadow, mirrored by sky and water.

My friend, Contentment returns. I slow down to visit with him and compare our lists of reasons for peace. We nod, smile, embrace. We have it good ... with God.

Heaviness has been scooted out of my heart, the thief is momentarily muzzled while I bask in the goodness of my God, for now.

Filled, complete, hopeful. Vision restores this trio to my soul. Will need to be reminded of this tomorrow.