I have chickens. I have 9 chickens to be exact. I have always wanted chickens. I have my complaints about life but I really have nothing to complain about. I have 3 healthy children that have a good life. We share giggles, bike riding times, memories, sad moments, I am surrounded by their sweet smiles all the day. I have no complaints to speak of.
We don’t live in a perfect world. I have a very selfish nature of wanting a perfect set up. The perfect home, complete with a perfect yard, and a perfect income, and preferably perfect children. My husband and I do not believe that you have to be poor and happy to be a good Christian. Nor do we believe that to be a mature Christian you need to have health and wealth. We do believe that there is nothing wrong with trying to better your situation in life. So, while I do struggle living in my 770 sq ft home with our 4th baby on the way and only 2 bedrooms to speak of, I do have chickens. I do have a nice yard where I can garden. I am within walking distance of a grocery store and the local Wal-Mart.
I may not have any money for a clothing budget, but because of modern technology, I have been very blessed to be able to sell the clothes we no longer need and use the money to purchase the things we do need. I have also been so blessed to receive hand-me-downs and even a whole new wardrobe for the children, compliments of their doting Aunts.
I was pondering all these things today and the children were sitting at the dining room table this morning. Our school for today was making greeting cards for family and friends. It was one of those quiet still moments when the Lord just lays a hand on your shoulder and says, “Be content.”