I remember camping as a child at a little state park nestled on the banks of Mullet Lake in northern Michigan.
Now when most people think of camping, they think of campfires, chilly nights, and toasting marshmallows. Not me. When I think of camping as a child, I think of an endless candy counter.
You see, I was given fifty cents to spend at the campground store each night. Fifty cents went a long way. Delirious from the sheer abundance of choice, I would stand paralyzed at the counter. How could I possibly choose? I wanted it all!
Pop Rocks, Nerds, Pixy Sticks, Lemonheads, Bubble Gum Cigarettes, Fireballs, and Whatchamacallits. Ouch, are your teeth aching yet? Top all of the above goodness off with a Vernors ginger ale, and you have one crazy, happy kid.
Fast forward and arrive in the present time, and guess what? I still struggle with wanting it all. No, not the sugar. I’ll pass, and no, I don’t want material objects.
My candy craving as an adult takes on the form of contentment, and only now am I starting to realize that being content is a high hurdle that must be jumped in order to become a GRACIOUS GIVER.
Content isn’t when I get this article published I will be content.
Content isn’t when I follow the exercise routine I have set up in my head I will be content.
Content is being fine with myself and my abilities right here and now, (as flawed as I may be!) and loving myself just the same.
Content is sweeping out all of the “me, me, me” clutter that’s been clogging up my mind and putting some energy into loving others.
What about you? How do you fight the battle of being content?
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