Contentment
Valentines day is coming up, and for all the single people out there (like me) it’s not usually up there with the most highly anticipated days of our lives. And no matter how much you pad up for it, this is one day that always seems to sow a seed of discontentment about your lot in life.
Last year I handled it famously by getting my wisdom teeth taken out on the day. It sounded good at the time but in retrospect wasn’t the wisest decision I’ve ever made. Now this year I have a brilliant, fantastic, pain free idea, bound to save anyone from the wellingtons day blues…
Supersport Park has mostly a grass seating area, and so we parked on camping chairs with the cooler box and lots of sunscreen and just soaked up dangerous amounts of UV rays for hours. Apart from a few patches that the sunscreen avoided I managed to come out with all my skin intact…
It’s 2007 and no doubt by now you’ve been flooded with good wishes and blessings from around the globe. It is my hope that 2007 will be a blessed year for whoever is reading this article. The reality is though, that it’s going to be tough. Unfortunately there’s nothing magical about the flip of the calendar to 1 January, and since my informal survey of last year yielded the unanimous result that it was a tough year, 2007 will probably have more than it’s fair share of challenges.
Actually I think it’s exactly what Jesus meant when He said: “Truly, Truly I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies, it bears much fruit. Whoever loves his life loses it, and whoever hates his life in this world will keep it for eternal life.” (John 12:24-25). He seems to be saying that you won’t have lived until you’ve learnt to die.
Recently I’ve been feeling like my life is going through a bit of a rut. Actually ‘rut’ may not be the best word as ‘rut’ implies movement, of which I don’t seem to be experiencing any. I’d like to think that I’m always growing in my relationship with God and moving faster toward completing some impossible task he’s set before me, but in reality it’s not happening right now. Nothing’s happening actually. Not even a breeze. Now for someone like me who can’t sit still even for a minute, that pretty much amounts to torture. But what really frightens me about the whole situation is the realisation that the difference between a rut and a grave is only a couple of centimeters…
At our last Bible study a rather random question surfaced: “If you saw a bench with a sign on it saying ‘Wet paint’, would you still touch it?” All of the guys agreed that they would. Thinking that it may be just a guy thing (since it was a guys’ Bible study), we promptly got sms’ing some ladies in our address books to ask them the question as well. It turns out that it’s not a guy thing, as most ladies would also touch it… So it got me thinking why?
