I have come to believe that at the root of much frustration, anxiety, and irritations is dissatisfaction. We are not content. We are not satisfied. We are not fulfilled. How much of your day is wasted contemplating what didn’t go your way as opposed to the many blessings that have been ignored. I have challenged myself lately to be satisfied with what God has for each day. I am an achiever. I am a goal setter. I am a proactive player. But reaching goals cannot be my measurement of satisfaction. God doesn’t hand out a report card each month with a list of items checked off that we have accomplished. We are not measured by our “good” works but our endurance, character and hope that is mentioned in Romans 5. Am I investing as much into my character as I am investing daily in feeding my feelings dissatisfaction? Are you investing as much in your character as you are in feeding your feelings of dissatisfaction? As a little girl I always new when I was full or “satisfied” at the table. I new the exact moment my stomach was full and still do. It has been a good guard to keep me from overeating. However, being satisfied in life has been more of a challenge to me. My proactive nature can become my excuse for forcing change as a result of dissatisfaction. I am learning patience. Patience to wait on God’s timing. I am learning as a mom to trust God in new ways. Trusting Him that His watch for me is the standard time. My watch is not perfect. HIS watch is!