Taking a mile...

While up visiting my parents in Pennsylvania, I developed a new game with my chinchilla Leonard so he felt exercised and active. By game, I mean I rearranged some items in my old bedroom so that he had a great deal of free space to roam, while I laid on my bed, supervising. I had a large pile of items set to go to Good Will, which I isolated off in the far corner of my room, and utilized to block off the entrance to my closet (in which he would surely be lost forever). In having an entire room to run around in; dressers to climb on, Mommy to jump on, suitcases to hide in; despite all of these things, where do you think he most wanted to be? Exactly. The Pile and Closet of Doom. And it got me thinking. God provides us with so many blessings, so much space to roam free and to make our decisions, while he lays up in Heaven, supervising. And yet, what do we do? We still seek to roam in those places that God deems off-limits, when he deems them off-limits simply for our own safety and well-being. It's like the old adage, "Give them an inch, and they'll take a mile". God gives us so many "inches", so many blessings, yet we still remain unsatisfied. We want more. More blessings, more space, more inches. If only we could desire more of what God is already abundant in giving: His love, His strength, His grace, His mercy. ...I think I've found my New Year's Resolution. Desiring the "miles" God already wants me to take, from the "inches" He gives.