We’ve heard it again and again, “There’s not enough time, money or…”
At work, “There’s only one promotion and five people are trying to get it.”
At home family members vie for attention. We grasp, clamor, shout, prod, pursue and eagerly try to attain the things we think are limited in supply.
I have a confession to make. When my Mum recently told me she was coming to town, I was ecstatic, but then the fear of not enough set in. She was coming to help my sister move. Would I see her enough? I began to feel pangs of jealousy.
I lived as though caught in a desert with limited resources. My grasping, clamoring, and entitled self emerged.
If I wasn’t careful, it would take over.
I would like to think I’m wiser, now that I’ve reached my thirties, but moments like this remind me of how human I am.
The fear of “not enough” easily permeates my thoughts, relationships and work.
When it comes to art, it’s easy to hold back. If I give this manuscript or project everything I have, I won’t have anything left for the next project. How will I find time to work on it? Will my motivation last? It’s easy to get caught in the thinking of “not enough”.
Recently I read the parable of the talents in Matthew 25. Two servants received talents and understood their purpose to invest and receive return on their investment. Their fear of “not enough” did not hold them back. They invested their talents and were rewarded with respect, affirmation and additional resources.
The third servant lived in the desert of “not enough”. He was afraid of losing the talent given to him and decided to hide it. While he did not lose his talent immediately, it did not grow. When he told his master, who had entrusted the talent to him, about his fear and hiding, he was rebuked and the talent was taken away.
I don’t want to live in the desert of “not enough” with a frightened heart and clenched fists.
I want to live in the land of acceptance and thankfulness; this is what is and I am thankful for what I have.
I may wish there was more, or that the path had fewer obstacles, but my aim is to accept what is.
While I did not get to spend every moment with my Mum when she visited, I had the gift of: deep conversations, laughter, walking at Lake Murray, and enjoying breakfast with her and Jon each morning.
I had more than enough.
When I move past worry over being short changed, I relish the gifts I am given.
I want my soul to live in the land of enough, realizing that I have enough time and resources to take the next small step forward with my life, relationships, finances and art.
For me this means:
- being thankful for work and the opportunity to lead a Customer Service team dedicated to excellence.
- enjoying the process of writing & creating.
- taking the next step to finish my e-book (regardless of how long it takes).
- continuing to sit my butt down long enough to brainstorm, write and edit.
- relishing the time I have with loved ones.
Each of these is a gift.
Which land are you living in? The desert of not enough or the land of acceptance and thankfulness?
What helps you stay in the land of thankfulness?
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