Content with a Little

When Joe and Maggie were first married, they loved their home. It didn’t matter to them that it was a small one-bedroom apartment and that there wasn’t much inside–they were together. They enjoyed decorating on a shoestring budget, finding deals at yard sales, and saving up for the occasional meal out. It was fun being creative with their money, going on bike rides and walks instead of spending their precious few dollars on movies or amusement parks. But they started to dream together, on their walks. Looking at the little brick ranch homes dotting either side of the street, they thought about the day when they might become home-owners. They agreed that if someday they could just own a little home of their own, with a small yard for the dog, or future children, THEN, they would be perfectly happy and content.

A few years down the road, they had their first child, and their financial situation had improved just enough that they were able to buy one of those little brick ranches with three bedrooms and a bath and a half. The wife joyfully did laundry, being thankful for her own laundry room and no more saved quarters or trips to the laundromat. The husband was proud to tinker around the house, fixing leaky pipes, updating lighting fixtures, and painting the walls of his own home. They were even able to eat less 33-cent pot-pies and grilled-cheese sandwiches for supper as their budget allowed for more nights of pot roast and pork chops. They thought they couldn’t be happier.

A few years later some of their friends moved into a brand new home. It was in a fancy subdivision and had lots of square-footage, a hot tub in the master bathroom, a manicured lawn, and a neighborhood pool. Joe and Maggie started to feel disgusted with their own home. “We need another bathroom!” Maggie would complain. “I’m tired of everything breaking around here,” Joe would mutter. Maggie longed for new furniture and more clothes to fill her closet. Joe longed for the latest electronic equipment and membership to a prestigious golf club. If only they could live like the So-and-so’s, THEN, they agreed, they would be perfectly content.

Charles Spurgeon said, “You say, ‘If I had a little more, I should be very satisfied.’ You make a mistake. If you are not content with what you have, you would not be satisfied if it were doubled.”

I have to admit that I’ve seen the truth of this statement in my own life. Though I’m not rich by American standards, my life is filled with wonderful material gifts from the Lord. Yet, I’m always wanting more. More stuff has never made me more happy. But I can be just as happy in a tiny apartment as I could be in a million-dollar home. Or I could be just as miserable in a million-dollar home as in a tiny apartment. It’s all a matter of contentment.

I Timothy 6:6-11 “But godliness with contentment is great gain. For we brought nothing into this world, and it is certain we can carry nothing out. And having food and raiment let us be therewith content. But they that will be rich fall into temptation and a snare, and into many foolish and hurtful lusts, which drown men in destruction and perdition. For the love of money is the root of all evil: which while some coveted after, they have erred from the faith, and pierced themselves through with many sorrows. But thou, O man of God, flee these things; and follow after righteousness, godliness, faith, love, patience, meekness.” (KJV)

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