Why aren’t we content? How do we meet everything in life, the good the bad and everything in between, with one constant thought?
“I have learned to be content in all things.” Phillippians 4:11
Big Wave Surfer Laird Hamilton, in an interview, had some thoughts on contentment particularly related to being a parent: “Raising content humans, that’s my goal because most people aren’t content. And the key to that is exposer.”
Like the Apostle Paul’s list of life’s ups and downs written to the Phillippians, the weight of our exposer leads to content. However, insolation creates the opposite: bitterness, comparison, disappointment, etc. Therefore, the secret to life is the rarest thing of all: contentment.
Like a parent trying to keep their kids from pain and disappointment, have we trained ourselves to avoid discomfort? Has this led to our discontentment? Or worse, our stagnation?