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I have been praying for contentment regardless of the circumstances in my life. Yesterday I noticed that the Contents page of a travel guide I need to translate was empty. Empty.  Today I read something about being content, and I pronounced it wrong in my head.

I said "content" like a noun, with the stress on the first syllable, and not like an adjective, with the stress on the second syllable. It sounds different, but suddenly that word took on great significance.

I thought to myself, if the contents of my life were good, if it is fulfilling and pleasing to the Lord, I ought to be content. What are the contents of my life? What makes up who I am? What is in my cup?

May the contents of your life make you content for what you have inside of you.  It brings you joy or pain. What do you fill your life with? What do you put inside you?

I pray for the contents of my life to reflect God's life, even if in the smallest way. Should I not be filled with thoughts of faith and empty myself of worthless contents? Constantly in motion, giving out what God is giving me, so He can renew my thoughts again and again, and get rid of the worthless thoughts, not sharing them, but discarding them, for they belong not to the kingdom of God, but to the underworld.

If there are contents in me that aren’t moving, take it out! I don't want anything festering inside me. Renew me each day, Lord, and let me give all You have given me. Let what remains be only hope, faith and love, as You say, the things we cannot see, oh, let these live inside me!  And let me give them each day, for God says, the more you give, the more you shall receive.  I am not worried about running out.

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