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The Lord says be content!

I think I am not a very good example of living a content life, but thank God that He reminds me. Although I am one of the luckiest person, a lot of times I still am not content with what I have. I always desire for more or wished something was better. If things did not go as well as I hoped, I grumbled and complained and was constantly drown in the pool of negative emotions and self-condemnation.

Be content, my dear. It's only money. Be content, it's only a room. Be content, it's only a florenscent light. Yes, florenscent light. Why am I mentioning this? The florescent light in my kitchen since long ago needed to be changed, however I had either been busy or didn't have the will to get out of the house to get one. Today, I finally got the motivation to go out as it really has become an annoyance not to have light at nights. I am not sure why, but I went around 7 shops and supermarkets, there was not a single shop that sold the florescent light I wanted. Frustrated and annoyed, I came back home, took a shower to refresh myself for work. Because I was not content with the things happened today, it affected my job performance and I was quite sorry for my student, I knew she was bored and tired because I was not doing my best.

Small things like this can affect us greatly whether or not we are aware. I just found a blind Christian singer/songwriter while browsing the videos on Youtube, he caught my attention becuase he wore a pair of sunglasses in the performance and played the piano amazingly. I watched his video and listened to his song, again, God reminded me that I should be content. Gordon Mote was content, what is the reason for me not to be content?

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