"For I have learned in whatever situation I am to be content.
I know how to be brought low,
And I know how to abound.
In any and every circumstance, I have learned the secret of facing plenty and hunger, abundance and need.
I can do all things through him who strengthens me."
+ philippians 4:11-13
Some days, I don't see how this is possible. possible amidst stark transitions ushered in by life. possible amidst changing friendships and heart-burning farewells, miles separating. How is it a possible reality for me when life demands are at crossroads with heart desires. when past reminds of golden ebenezers, and future, of unscaled horizons. when the present suffocates at times. I just struggle to see it as possible.
But for Paul, this evasive contentment was a reality, a blessed actuality. But he doesn't claim to have conjured it up--how do you wrestle and subject your heart to satisfaction?
He admits he needed Jesus.
the Jesus who chose to leave the high places and enter the low. whose life was marked with the starkest of strokes. who left the place of joy, the dearest of all communions, to take on the world's brokenness, their depression, their restlessness, their separation, their ingratitude. the Jesus who really does know my tears. He was bitterly separated from His treasured Father--forever together, now utterly apart. He knows what loneliness feels like--will we call him friend?
Surely if this One promises strength, I ought not fear. He won't confine my heart to stale contentment, but will fill me full with pacifying joy.
Teach me the secret.