I’ve talked a little about being content before. I find that many people I know, are just not content. What is being content? Let’s pull out the old dictionary and look at the meaning first.
2 [kuhn-tent] Show IPA
1. satisfied with what one is or has; not wanting more or anything else.
2. British . agreeing; assenting.
3. Archaic . willing.
verb (used with object)
4. to make content: These things content me.
6. (in the British House of Lords) an affirmative vote or voter.
The basic meaning, being satisfied with what you have. So, you are not content if you are wanting of something that is not a basic need, such as food. But if you want special food, you are not content. If you want a fancy house, you are not content. If you want a better or faster or bigger anything, you are not content. So, why aren’t you?
Why are you not content with the car that gets you to work and back? Why must it be the expensive car that costs more, and makes your daily life more difficult because of how much it costs? Why are you not content with your simple little house that meets your needs? Why does it have to be a huge house that you don’t use all the rooms and just creates a place for clutter? Why must you have a 50 oz steak, instead of a simple 3-4 oz piece of meat that will fill you up fine with that lovely salad and veggies?
I had a dear friend recently that while I would not say that person was overly extravagant on things that they purchased, did have a few things that probably weren’t a necessity. My friend got into a situation where the money coming in was significantly dropped, due to an error on the side of the government. My friend was not at fault in anyway. But it took about a month to straighten it out, with about 80% less income than the family was used to. Talk about tightening your belts. After it was straightened out, my friend came to me and said that it was amazing what they found out they could do without when they were forced to realize that they could only afford the minimum to live. And my friend stated that they were all far happier for it. The stress was lifted because they knew they couldn’t afford such and such, and they didn’t need it, so they just didn’t buy it.
I went to lunch with another friend of mine that found that same lesson out years ago, and we were discussing a field trip that our church was doing for the seniors in the church. Because there was extra room on this trip, my friend was invited to come along. She turned them down. Not because she didn’t want to go, but because it was going to cost $30 and that is money she could use to buy clothes for her kids as they outgrew the old ones.
Priorities, where are yours? Are they centered on you and what you want? Or are they centered on the bare necessities of life. (I now have the Jungle Book song going through my head) Think about it.