Sometimes I convince myself that I don't have enough. I lust for things, for shiny objects, things to fill my house or closet with. I always fall for that little voice in my head that tells me once I get the next item, I won't need anything else. Once I have this, I will be fine. But, that small little feeling of contentment lasts an hour, a day or two, and before I know it I start wanting more all over again.
Why do I work so hard to spend my money on things that will end up in a garage sale. Why do I fall for that over and over?
Right now, I am at a point where I feel likes have enough. I am content and satisfied. I am full. I do not need anything. I have so much more than I need, and so much more than so many others, and so often, I am ungrateful.
Today, I am praying and thanking God for my cup. I am thanking Him for all his blessings, spiritual and material. Today and everyday have more than enough. I am just taking a moment to recognize it.