As I sit here at Starbucks, sipping my wonderfully spicy and smooth pumpkin latte and mooching off their free wi-fi, I can’t help but look into the sunset and reflect on where I am. I’m outside at 7:30 PM, watching the sun set behind the bumper car track, enjoying this glorious 83 degree weather. I am also alone. I am also, for the most part, content.
I am waiting right now to hear back about five internships I applied to last week. I have applied to get into internships like these ones for quite a while now, with no internship to show for my efforts. So here I sit. Two college diplomas, a fairly decent GPA, three wonderful letters of reference…and a full time job at Walgreens. This job consists of 45-50 hours a week on my feet, dealing with customers who are less than satisfied with the service provided, and really, with life in general.
Don’t get me wrong, most days I am honestly quite content to smile at customers when I don’t feel like it, in hopes of improving their day. Most days I don’t even mind it when my manager and I don’t get along perfectly, because after all they’re just doing their job. Most days I don’t even think about how little I’m making because I already have more than my daily bread. I’m tired and unfortunately sometimes cranky at the end of the day, but most days I am even content not having any friends that live within a 20 hour drive of me. I get along with my parents and they take good care of me.
I truly do think that this state of contentment is a blessing. How many other graduates are living at home and really don’t mind at all? But at the same time, when does contentment cross over into laziness or complacency? When does the contentment that is not only commended but also commanded (Philippians 4:11-12, 1 Timothy 6:8 and Hebrews 13:5) turn into something bad?
I don’t have any answers, but I would love to hear your thoughts. How do I know if I’m doing what’s right? Is contentment God’s will for my life right now? Is contentment ever not commended?