Peace & Calm
A discontented Christian is like a rough tempestuous sea; when the water is rough you can see nothing there; but when it is smooth and serene, then you may behold your face in the water.
It is our work to cast away care; and it is God’s work to take care.
The comfort of life doth not stand in having much; it is in being contented.
To live contented upon God in the deficiency of outward comforts, is an art which flesh and blood hath not learned; nay, many of God’s own children, who excel in some duties of religion, when they come to this of contentment, how do they bungle?
A true Christian is a wonder; he is the most contented, and yet the least satisfied.
A gracious spirit is a contented spirit.
Contentment is a slip taken off from the tree of life, and planted by the Spirit of God in the soul.
When there is a tempest without, there may be music within; a bee may sting through the skin, but it cannot sting to the heart; outward afflictions cannot sting to a Christian’s heart, where contentment lies.
If you would please God, and be men of his heart, be contented.
Contentment lies within a man, in the heart; and the way to be comfortable, is not by having our barns filled, but our minds quiet.
A contented spirit is a silent spirit; he hath not one word to say against God.
Contentment doth prepare and tune the heart. First you prepare the viol, and wind up the strings, ere you play a fit of music: when a Christian’s heart is wound up to this heavenly frame of contentment, then it is fit for duty.
It is not trouble that troubles, but discontent; it is not the water without the ship, but the water that gets within the leak, which drowns it; it is not outward affliction that can make the life of a Christian sad; a contented mind would sail above these waters.
Contentment is a flower that doth not grow in every garden; it teacheth a man how in the midst of want to abound.
Care is a spiritual canker that doth waste and dispirit; we may sooner by our care add a furlong to our grief than a cubit to our comfort.
Thieves may plunder us of our money and plate, but not of this pearl of contentment, unless we are willing to part with it.
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