"Not that I complain of want; for I have learned, in whatever state I am, to be content." (Philippians 4:11)
What a horrible, no-good, very bad day today (Friday). It's cold. It's raining. It's miserable.
And yet when I experience a day like this, I think of a story I heard years ago about a guy jumping into a taxi in New York on such a rainy, cold day. He slammed the back door shut and said, "What a horrible day!" The driver, in a thick accent, said, "I think it is a good day."
"A good day? How can you say that?" demanded the passenger.
The driver replied, "I came from Ethiopia where between the war and famine, most of family died. I managed to escape with my wife and two of my four children. I came to America. I now have a job. I can feed my family, clothe them, house them. I know that they are safe when I am at work. Doesn't matter the weather, today is a good day."
Paul thought the same. He wrote Philippians from a cold, dark, wet prison cell while awaiting his execution for proclaiming the Gospel. And instead of grumbling, he writes, "I have learned to be content. . ."
What a rare gift it is to be content.
How about you? Is it a good day or a bad day? Don't look to the weather for an answer.
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