Poetry

Contentment

I asked for years how to find itI searched, pleaded, implored

Imposters came and went until

One day it arrived at my door
It came in unannounced

Hidden by the storm outside

It learned it’s way around

Waiting for me to recognize
So when the storm ended

I looked to see where it went

And standing right beside me

There it was, true contentment.
Philippians 4:11-13
…for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do all this through him who gives me strength.

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