How quickly we forget. Or so it has been said and, sadly, it seems to be true with my own brain. I used to be rather proud of my memory – seemingly never needing a list, a reminder or any sort of prompt to remember anything. These days, I have to write down my middle name just so I don’t forget it. Which only works if I can remember where I wrote it down! In all seriousness, we do tend to forget. Even “the big” things. The life-changing things. (My children remind me of this often!) And, if we do remember the event, it is almost for certain that the details become fuzzier as the years go by. Sometimes…it only takes months. Or just weeks.
Do you remember the first days of quarantine? Or perhaps those last days just before you were locked down? There was some apprehension, but for the most part, there seemed to be a distinct feeling of hope and even excitement. People seemed willing to do whatever it would take to stop this virus and, as well, were ready for a change. Everyone was eager to see how God would work and just as ready to make the most of their days at home and the extra time with their families.
It really did not take long for those feelings to be replaced with anxiety. The reality of extended weeks of quarantine and the effects it created began to impact our moods. It was noticeable in the news, in social media, in conversations and even in preaching. The reminders that God was still in control (which He is) were not being repeated nearly as often.
And, today? The mood seems dominated by complaining, grumbling, whining, accusing and even anger. Have you noticed it? I have. I have seen it in the stores. I’ve read it – both blatantly and between the lines – and I’ve heard it. What happened to the hope and anticipation of just a few weeks ago? To be sure, there are many who are trying to remain positive. To not only be encouraged but to be encouragers. And I am so grateful for those. I try to seek out those people. Otherwise, if I’m honest, I can find myself becoming discontent.
Contentment has been defined as “the state of being mentally or emotionally satisfied with things as they are.” As they are. Not simply satisfied with what you have or possess, but with things (situations and circumstances) as they are. That would include being satisfied – happy and at peace – with long days at home. Without fully occupied schedules. Content without control over our situation.
I recently read that being discontent with our present situation was to be expected. I suppose that implied even acceptable. However, that is not what God’s word says. We are told to be content. We are told not to worry – to fret and obsess – over the things of this life. Instead, we are to trust and have confidence in God. We are to be grateful. We are to remember and rehearse God’s goodness, kindness and faithfulness. Share how God is meeting your needs during these challenging days. Tell someone how good He has been and just one of the blessings He has given over the last few weeks! It is the antidote to discontentment.