Hidden Gems

8. “Learning to be Content with Whatever”

Philippians 4:4-13

First Presbyterian Church

The Reverend Donald E. Ray

August 14, 2011

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Aaahhhh.  That would be the sound you might hear as I slipped into the pool after a couple of hours of sweaty, tiring yard work, on a hot and humid July morning.  Pruning bushes and cleaning up the trimmings makes for attractive landscaping when finished, but it takes tedious effort to get the job done.  Contentment may be in admiring one’s handiwork, or escaping the heat with a cooling dip in the pool, but probably not in the clipping and the raking.  We are likely content when we are satisfied, comfortable, our needs and many of our wants are met.  We are likely not content when we are distressed, hurting, struggling.

Paul writes in his letter to the Philippians, “I have learned to be content with whatever. . . “ (Philippians 4:11)  I discovered this gem several years ago while working with patients in WCA’s Medical Rehab program.  Many of those persons having lost mobility, ability to speak or do simple things like feed themselves, were discontent with their current lot in life.  Beyond just unhappy, they lacked motivation to do the work of therapy that would help their recovery.

Today’s gem I call a pearl.  A pearl is produced within the soft tissues of a shell mollusk.  Naturally or cultured, a pearl may be produced when an irritating, microscopic object becomes trapped within the mollusk’s mantle folds and is encapsulated by the same secretions that form the mother of pearl lining of the creature’s shell.  To be content is commonly defined as being satisfied with what we have; which generally equates with satisfying, pleasant and fulfilling.  Contentment is commonly linked with the circumstances that surround our life - things that come to us, or that we work to garner and enjoy, to what we can claim as ours, to the life-environment in which we find ourselves.  A dip in the pool just naturally brings a sigh of contentment.

By Paul’s’ measure, to be content is what we make of whatever.  Paul writes, “I have learned to be content with whatever. . .”

Our gem is an image of contentment as learned, the pearl produced out of irritation and wounding.  Paul writes, “I have learned to be content with whatever I have.  I know what it is to have little, and I know what it is to have plenty.”  Then significantly, he reverses the order.  In any and all circumstances, I have learned the secret of being well-fed and of going hungry, of having plenty and of being in need.”  We can identify with the need to learn to be content with little, hungry, and in need.  It is not natural to be content with our needs unmet.  From a baby, we cry when we are hungry.

But well-fed, having plenty, what’s to learn?  That’s when we just naturally lean back and sigh.  But is it?  Through my early life on the farm, by defined income levels, we lived below the poverty line.  Well fed, always—but having plenty, no.  Common church humor says that ministers work cheap.  In the class room of little I learned to be content, or was it resignation.  I’ve not usually thought of my life as plenteous in material terms.  My thoughts have followed the train of how nice it would be if we had more_______.  If you’ve been there, you can fill in the blank.  Then I realize it is the times in my life I’ve had the “more” that my discontent has probably been the greatest.  There is something about having a little more, even a lot more, that breeds the desire for still more.

So it is about learning to be content with whatever.  Paul had the best of teachers for his learning to be content with whatever.  He wrote of Christ Jesus in the poetry that formed the basis of our Call to Worship this morning:

Who, though he was in the form of God,

did not regard equality with God as something to be exploited,

but emptied himself, taking the form of a slave,

being born in human likeness.

And being found in human form,

he humbled himself and became obedient to the point of death—

even death on a cross.

                                                                             (Philippians 2:6-8)

 

Paul, when he was called Saul, had the plenty.  He had the form of godliness as a trained and practicing Pharisee.  Passionate about his religion, he led the security force charged with eradicating the “Jesus follower” threat.  You may remember from a few weeks ago the black onyx his world laid at Saul’s feet.  Then, on the road, Saul met this Christ Jesus and he emptied himself and then writes: “I have learned to be content with whatever.”  In the transformation from Saul to Paul, his passion was not lost.  Being content is not about being passionless.  Paul was as intense about preserving the freedom in Christ as had Saul been about protecting his religion from that freedom.

The difference is, Paul writes, “I have learned to be content with whatever.”  Paul was writing in reference to the financial support that had come to him from Philippi to care for his physical needs.  But there is no distinction in the curriculum for learning to be content.  Be the “whatever” financial, health, relationships, career, faith—whatever, the degree at commencement is in learning to be content with whatever.

Silence is a friend who claims us,

cools the heat and slows the pace.

God it is who speaks and names us,

knows our being, touches base.

Making space within our thinking,

lifting shades to show the sun,

raising courage when we’re shrinking,

finding scope for faith begun.   (1)

 

The pearl is created with the mollusk taking the irritant and making something precious of it.  It is in the nature of the mollusk to do that.  Human nature, it seems, is to be discontent with the irritants, deprivation, discomforting circumstances.

Being content is the learned peace of mind and spirit.  Nearly two years ago, Mark Hanson, who graciously accepts being identified as “Cindy’s husband,” underwent surgery for a tumor at the base of his brain, happily benign.  Upon returning home, he posted an update for those of us who were following his journey on Care Pages.  Mark wrote of going to the Barnes & Noble store after his pre op doctor’s visit and reading some magnetic printed quotes.  Mark writes, “and there I saw it, Peace. I didn’t discover the thought, I recognized it.  You need to know that this is what I believe about much of things in life and how we encounter them.  Things are what they are.  At the risk of taking a ‘Sunday morning’ tack, I believe strongly with larger life, we don’t deserve things, we don’t earn them, we don’t have them coming; we aren’t owed better (or worse), we don’t even have much choice.  Life is what it is. It is in how we receive and encounter the events that make the path easy or strained.  They just are what they are. Probably were already there.  So be resolved to that.  It is what it is.  Now let’s calmly just walk through, take hold of a love’s hand and do our best.

Peace. It does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble or hard work. It means to be in the midst of those things and still be calm in your heart.” (2)

The curriculum for learning to be content with whatever includes learning the meaning of being content—what it is and what it is not.  Contentment is not the grudging, numbing resignation to hunger and want.  It is not like the farmer Jesus told of, building greater barns to horde his abundance for his soul’s ease.  Being content is not about abandoning the plight of others or overlooking the distorted values, hopelessness and strife that plague our culture while we are making peace with our own circumstances.  Learning to be content with whatever gives us the inner peace and strength that equips us to be compassionately and effectively in that renewing kingdom of God on this earth, for which Jesus taught us to pray.

Clair Murray, Karen and I have just come from five days camping with twenty-two children who for the rest of the weeks of the years suffer abuse and deprivation physically, mentally and emotionally.  Friday evening, with the trailer secured, things on the home front caught up a little, awed by the vision of a radiant sunset, a sigh of contentment escaped as Karen and I slipped into the pool under the full moon.  But there remained in our thoughts and conversation, those twenty-two children.  There was also a contentment, not only in the beauty of the hour, not with our lives or their lives, but with the message threaded through the week of screaming and disruptions that the children think are the only recourse in their chaotic world so bring it into camp - the message that whatever, they never escape, never are rejected nor abandoned, by the love of God.  The contentment we need learn lest we be overwhelmed by the needs in life or drowned in the plenty is in that pearl of great value - that nothing ever separates us from the love of God.

Amen.

(1)  Come and Find the Quiet Center , arr. Anne Krentz Organ

(2) Posted on CarePages.com, 11/1/2009 by Mark Hanson

 

 

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