Blessings,
Last week I found myself reliving the workers in the field story (Matthew 20:1-16). While this story is a parable teaching us about grace, patience, perseverance, and the Kingdom of Heaven being open for those who wait even to the last moment of their lives – it is also a teaching about contentment.
I get paid $8.50 to watch over and take care of 8-12 troubled teenagers. While the pay is horrible by living standards, with both my wife and I working we are able to live a very simple and basic life – and for the most part – we are really happy, if not blissful sometimes: especially during spring and summer in the garden.
My daughter, who just turned eighteen works six hours watching one child and brings home $120.00. More than I make in two days after taxes. Ashamed, frustrated, angry – I went to school, I got the degree, on and on I go. Then I remember. I remember Jesus’ words and I relax. While it would be nice to have more, while I try to write and sell books, in the end, I am really happy with my life and the circumstances of it. Instead of falling down a road of bitterness, I open to love. I smile at my daughter. I am so happy for her. She deserves every happiness and blessings in the world. Life is good.
This is what the workers in the field taught me. Instead of closing down, getting stuck, and lashing out – I have opened up, let go, and reached out with love. What greater blessing is there in life than that?
Blessings Be…
Last week I found myself reliving the workers in the field story (Matthew 20:1-16). While this story is a parable teaching us about grace, patience, perseverance, and the Kingdom of Heaven being open for those who wait even to the last moment of their lives – it is also a teaching about contentment.
I get paid $8.50 to watch over and take care of 8-12 troubled teenagers. While the pay is horrible by living standards, with both my wife and I working we are able to live a very simple and basic life – and for the most part – we are really happy, if not blissful sometimes: especially during spring and summer in the garden.
My daughter, who just turned eighteen works six hours watching one child and brings home $120.00. More than I make in two days after taxes. Ashamed, frustrated, angry – I went to school, I got the degree, on and on I go. Then I remember. I remember Jesus’ words and I relax. While it would be nice to have more, while I try to write and sell books, in the end, I am really happy with my life and the circumstances of it. Instead of falling down a road of bitterness, I open to love. I smile at my daughter. I am so happy for her. She deserves every happiness and blessings in the world. Life is good.
This is what the workers in the field taught me. Instead of closing down, getting stuck, and lashing out – I have opened up, let go, and reached out with love. What greater blessing is there in life than that?
Blessings Be…
