Rambling Thoughts

It has been a while since I posted anything. So many things have happened the last few months. So many changes and different directions being taken. I myself have been immersed in being a grandmother. Watching my granddaughter grow, develop and change has been amazing. I now remember why my house was always a mess despite my best efforts when my kids were little. Phew! This kid can make the biggest mess in the shortest amount of time. This young grandma has trouble keeping up with her sometimes.

Currently I find myself drawn to merely watching her as she makes new discoveries. I love watching the gears in her head turn. Her needs are so simple. Now I am seeing signs of something quite interesting. While her simple needs are met and she is usually happy with this, there are times when even though she has everything she needs she still gets so upset and gets frustrated when she can’t get us to understand what she wants.

How often do we find ourselves doing the same thing? Even though our simple needs are met we crave more. We try to get others to understand what we are looking for but, because we each have a different idea of what would make a person content we do not always understand what the other is saying. This often leads to so many misunderstandings, hurt feelings, anger and possibly even lashing out.

I do not know what the solution is to this. This post is merely the ramblings of a doting grandmother. While I do not know the solution, I can share what what I do know. Through all the years I have lived; I have gone through my fair share of hardships, selfish thoughts and actions, and then putting self aside to serve others. What I found that helps me be content with my family, my surroundings, my co-workers, my friends and acquaintances despite what is going on around me… is my faith. I can’t explain it and I won’t even try. A person’s faith is…. personal. It is something that is solely between the two beings involved. To me it is the very essence of ones relationship with the world’s creator and savior.

I wish there was a way to snap my fingers and make it to where everyone is able to find contentment quickly and easily, but alas that is not something I can do. Each person must find their own contentment. I can not force it on them. That road is rarely an easy one. A person must discover who they are or aren’t and what they especially believe in. Some people go their whole lives unable to find any form of contentment. This concept saddens my heart.

I think Paul said it best in his letter to the saints in Ephesus, “I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do all things through him who gives me strength.”

I pray that you, who are reading these rambling thoughts from a doting grandmother, can find the contentment that Paul found and that I too have found.