content

The word content brings this cool feeling to me when I utter it, or think it. The other night I had dinner @ the LeaKer's and when asked if I wanted more meat I said, "no thanks, I'm content". It got me thinking.

What does contentment really mean? Dictionary.com defines it as

"satisfied with what one is or has; not wanting more or anything else"

That pretty much summed up my speculations as to whether my comment at the dinner table was accurate. Now, what else am I content with?

mmm...another happy list by Niki!

music just the right volume adds ambience

heat feeling nice and cozy in this apartment of mine

homework (yep) is stretching my mind

dinner hit the spot

worship no tears but powerful nonetheless

Sundays perfectly relaxing

time still time to finish scrapbooking, homeworking, and lots of sleep

friends so many to love and be loved by

knowledge my head is brimming with newness and understanding

And the inevitable: Men. None for me but surrounded by enough healthy ones to begin to understand what it is to be loved, to love, and to be content. My standards are set, by God's standards. I trust that HE will provide, in His timing. I'm smiling because I'm single. God is SO good. As a good friend once said "God needs to be the cake, and the man is the icing". The icing is an added touch, but the cake is the foundation, if you will. You can have icing apart from cake, but it'll make you sick. (my interpretation of her comments).

Life is good.

Laura and I had a good date night tonight. We sat and scrapbooked and talked. Then we had a delicious dinner (reminder: clean the stove!!) and more talks. Then we scrapbooked some more and it was time for her to go home. Now I have an evening to finish up the cards I was making, do a little homework and get a good night's rest before tomorrow.

I'm in love. (...not with a man! ...err, or woman! aah. Umm...in love with life people. Sheesh)

Niki