Proverbs 27:15–16 (ESV)
15 A continual dripping on a rainy day and a quarrelsome wife are alike;
16 to restrain her is to restrain the wind or to grasp oil in one’s right hand.
Is this what it is like for Christ to dwell with His Bride? Are we the quarrelsome wife? Dissatisfied with every providence. Straining against every place we dwell? Complaining over every little thing which is not to our liking? Are our prayers more like the annoying drip, drip, drip of a rainy day? Do this, do that, not this way, not that way, more of this, less of that, something different than what I have, other than what I had, on and on and on? He may as well be trying to pick up a gallon of oil in His right hand or try to put the wind in a box as bring us to stability and contentment.
Heavenly Father, forgive me. It must seem to you like my prayers are just like this continual dripping. Please open my blind eyes to see the wisdom and love behind every one of your appointments for my life. Forgive me for my complaining heart, my unsatisfiable desires. Teach me the secret of true contentment, of not only yielding to travel the roads you have put before me, but to rejoice in your sovereign choice of them. Let me find my highest joy in you personally far above anything you can do for me. Let me lavish in your love – and let me be filled with it, lest the bitter, rancid morsels the World holds out to me seem worthy of the least consideration.
Make me more like Jesus.