Now is the season of our content, made glorious by this Son of Man.
If you’re not up on 14th century Shakespearean references, let me put it this way: I’m overwhelmed by this season called content, made glorious by God who made Himself humble so we could be made whole.
Not “content” like the subject of an essay or the the topic of a seminar, but “content” like a peaceful state.
Facing winter is not necessarily a peaceful idea, after living in Honduras for three years. I have resigned to the fact that, for the amount of layers I must wear, winter will simply not be an attractive season. My bones feel brittle and only thaw out under multiple thick blankets about the time I have to climb out from under them in the morning. I will always, always drink a scorching hot cup of coffee at the expense of a burnt mouth if it means circulating a little warmth.
No, the cold winter months do not naturally bring contentment.
Thankfully, this season of content began with a joy safely hidden away in a deep place that made things like driving a tractor an adventure and a blessing.
Today is the second day at my job – the answer to many, many prayers and the conclusion to a humbling, cross-country, beautiful, and tiresome search.
The funny/wonderful thing is that I don’t have that “I didn’t realize I was holding my breath this whole time” sensation where if I hadn’t gasped for air I might not have made it. I’m pumped to work in ministry and live with open eyes for the ways God has called me to live intentionally, but not because I’ve been waiting with bated breath for an assignment.
The Lord provided, in His grace, so many reassurances of His sovereignty along the way (jobs, community, fellowship, friends, laughter) that I couldn’t question His method (or timing).
My own broken record of advice to students (stolen from several places) was always, “Enjoy life. Pursue the Lord and you will pursue the greatest Treasure. Love God so much that you are ruined for anything else. The greatest joy you will ever find is hidden in the mystery of grace – the Son of Man.”
It is this advice that played over and over in my head in those solitary days farming the corn fields in a tractor and the hours spent staring at job listings on a computer screen.
It is this Truth that the Lord is gracious and sovereign that buoyed the deep joy of my soul above the rough waters of transition.
It is with Paul I strive to say that contentment is always possible – in every season and circumstance because there is not a day when He is not victorious.
let LOVE fly like cRazY,