A Field of Daizy's

He is the Contentment

I live alone. I am married, but my husband lives in another town an hour away. My son lives with my husband. One daughter is in Albuquerque, New Mexico with her fiance, the other in Hancock, Minnesota with my son-in-law and grandchildren. I live here at Indian Lake Nazarene Camp near Vicksburg Michigan. I have no one to share my home with. During the summer there are people all over the place; in the RV area, the cottages, year-round residents, children and teens attending various camps, people returning from their winter stay in Florida or warmer climes. But I am still alone. In the winter, the general population of the camp decreases greatly. And I am more alone.

Sounds depressing, right. Wrong! God is ever with me. He doesn't just come to me when I need Him, or whenever He feels like it. He has filled the God-shaped missing piece in my soul. He is always with me. We have become one. He has given me contentment, as I stated in a previous entry. (However, it bears repeating.) The contentment comes because He is here. He doesn't just send contentment, He is the Contentment!