Contentment

As I sat on my couch watching Sweet Home Alabama cuddled up in my blanket tonight, I felt a feeling I have never felt before. It was a feeling that was happy and peaceful. I didn't find myself longing to be anywhere else. I didn't find myself longing to be with anyone else. And I didn't find myself longing to be doing anything else.

I'll just be honest, usually I am wanting to be with a boy. Any boy. Most of the time it's a man with the qualities I have always dreamed of, but sometimes it's anyone. Sometimes I decide to settle. Sometimes I decide to compromise every dream I have ever had just to be with someone, anyone. Sometimes, I'm beyond desperate.

But tonight wasn't like that.
I felt at peace with where I was.
I felt happy.
I felt content.

If I have learned anything over these last couple of weeks while watching my Pa die and seeing the impact he had on so many people it's this: I HAVE to live my life for Jesus and Him alone. He is first and then everything else will fall into place.

For so long I have preached those words to so many people. I've told them to myself so many times as well, but never really got it. I never really grabbed hold of what that really meant until now. I GET IT!!!
Living a life that matters means living in contentment. It's not becoming apathetic or stagnant, but being content with where you are, what you have, and who you're with; and using all those things to glorify Jesus and be a light in the darkness. It's keeping your integrity and using every opportunity you have to bring glory to the name of Jesus!

I don't know where this contentment came from, but I'm thankful it did.