Our language teacher’s cousin had a baby yesterday, and today we learned our househelper’s daughter is going to have a baby! Lots of life coming around.
It’s odd to think of Sarah’s daughter pregnant. She got married about three months ago, and she’s my age if not younger. She’s moved away from her family, and most people in her situation would feel saddened—but Katrina’s still one of the happiest people I know.
It kind of makes me feel silly when I’m discontent. I have everything I want—well not everything I want, but everything necessary to have a healthy attitude. But I don’t have one oftentimes. I tend to complain about little things like my computer freezing up and my cat’s wounded foot.
I’ve never heard Katrina complain about anything. She always has this bright beautiful smile on her face; she’s always friendly and loving. She could have found a lot of things to complain about but she didn’t. She’s not even a believer.
Kind of puts me to shame when an unbeliever is more Christlike than I am. My life is supposed to be an aroma to God, but I don’t choose to live up to God’s ideals. Lord, make me more like Katrina so that I can draw people to you!
“As a pleasing aroma I will accept you, when I bring you out from the peoples and gather you out of the countries where you have been scattered. And I will manifest my holiness among you in the sight of the nations.”