This morning’s service speaks to contentment: our lack of it, and God’s infinite ability to supply our deficiencies. Having been called into worship with Psalm 16, which tells us that “the Lord is our chosen portion,” we respond with Come, Thou Fount Of Every Blessing, admitting that we are quick to wander after the things of this world. In May The Mind Of Christ, My Savior, we pray that the peace of God would rule our lives, so that we might be “calm to comfort [the] sick and sorrowing.” When greed, envy, or doubt rise up, If Thou But Suffer God To Guide Thee urges us to be patient, taking whatever our Father sends us with “cheerful hope and heart content.” Fret Not Yourself (Psalm 37) reminds us to “be still before the Lord and wait” when trials and difficulties come, while in Calm Content we declare our desire to “learn to be content with when and where” He leads. As we head out into a discontented, turbulent world this week, I pray that this service would help us to rest in the supply of our Savior’s flowing wounds—a Savior who shed His blood for dying thieves like us. —Henry C. Haffner
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