In this season of “gotta-get” I find myself reminded that instead of “gotta-get” I need to look around a bit more and see that I “got-enough.” Even if I don’t get another present, that’s okay. Sure, it would seem weird to many, but I don’t need more stuff.
I have hundreds of books in my home. If I didn’t buy another one, I can go check one out at the library–for free.
If I never buy another DVD, I can check one out at the library for free. I might have to wait for a while or put my name on a list if it’s a popular movie, but patience is good.
I am not a clothes horse by nature, so shopping for new clothes is not a top priority. I still have clothes in good condition from more than 15 years ago. Blue jeans do tend to look a bit ratty after prolonged wear, but there’s a thrift shop in town and their prices are quite reasonable.
I don’t need another CD, I can listen to music on the radio for free.
What I do need though, is more love, more grace, more mercy, more patience. I need to love people where they are and walk with them through whatever situation they are in. I need to bring up my children in the way they should go, so when they are old they will not depart from it.
I need to love my husband better. I need to love him in a way that feeds his soul and spirit–not in a way that makes others think better of me. It isn’t their opinion that matters, it is his heart that does matter.
I also need to love my God more. I don’t mean in a “do I have to?” sort of way, but because it is a yearning in my heart to love God more today than yesterday.
“More love to thee, O Christ, more love to thee! Hear thou the prayer I make on bended knee. This is my earnest plea: More love, O Christ, to thee; more love to thee, more love to thee!
Once earthly joy I craved, sought peace and rest; now thee alone I seek, give what is best. This all my prayer shall be: More love, O Christ, to thee; more love to thee, more love to thee!
Let sorrow do its work, come grief and pain; sweet are thy messengers, sweet their refrain, when they can sing with me: More love, O Christ, to thee; more love to thee, more love to thee!
Then shall my latest breath whisper thy praise; this be the parting cry my heart shall raise; this still its prayer shall be: More love, O Christ, to thee; more love to thee, more love to thee!”
~~MORE LOVE TO THEE written by Elizabeth Prentiss
What do you need more of this year?