I shook my head and smiled as I thought how silly my sweet girl was being. She loves her pink spoon. All she ever asks for is her pink spoon, and that's why I gave it to her. Violet's spoon was too small for her anyway, but I could see the wheels turning in Abigail's head as she continued to ask me for it.
Sometimes, I wonder if God feels the same way about me. He has blessed me with exactly what I need and what I am able to manage, yet my heart is quick to convince me that I need what someone else has. Sometimes it's shiny new backsplash and sometimes it's a big yard with a massive garden on ten acres of land. I ran through a beautiful neighborhood near our house this weekend and I caught myself looking at all the big lots and imagining Mike and I having our coffee on one of the beautiful screened in porches as our girls ran across the big open yard with manicured flower beds and shrubs.
I realized how silly I was being as I journaled and spent time praying yesterday. God has been so good to me and instead of praying for patience and contentment, I slowly began to thank God for his abundance of joy and grace in my life. I am thankful that He is provider and His gifts are always exactly what I can handle and always exactly what I need. I absolutely adore our home and the sweet little neighborhood we live in. I love that I can sit in the quiet shade of my deck and look down on my small raised bed garden that is easy to manage. I am thankful for quality time with my family on Saturdays and evenings as we stroll our girls to the park or take quick trips to play in the river. In those moments, I am grateful that we aren't mowing a massive lawn and weeding a huge garden.
I'm learning so much about myself and how patient God is with me as I raise our girls. Like Abigail, I always want that green spoon.
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