This morning my housemate offered to give me a ride part way to work. As we came to the busy intersection there was a gap in the traffic and we could coast on over with ease to make the left hand turn. Emilie commented “That rarely happens.” To which I replied, “Let’s count it as a blessing.”
What I view as blessings has completely changed since moving to Cambodia. A gap in the traffic, a green predation light with no cars running through it, a market down the road from school, a mango in the fridge….these are all blessings. I am thankful when I find a friendly moto taxi driver, when my key turns in the locked gate and when I can just sit in front of a cool fan.
The small things have become more significant to me as I shift my viewpoint from what I don’t have with what I do have. I am blessed beyond what can be imagined even though I have sacrificed many things to serve here.
Each day I am learning more and more about having a spirit of contentment. When I get frustrated at the going ons of Cambodia that can just get under my skin I am attempting to praise God for giving me this opportunity to grow and be stretched. It’s an ongoing process of turning troubles into occasions to praise Him.
This doesn’t mean I don’t believe God will not do big things in my life, I am learning to believe this while I am content with what I have. He has placed desires on my heart that I eagerly await to happen. Right now I take each day as a blessing from the Lord and think of the ways I can rejoice in His daily provision.
