Consolation and good hope

My friends are taking their little girls to ballet class, taking the training wheels off their little boys' bikes, videoing the latest Scripture memory achievement, and deliberating on the name for baby #4. And I just sit shaking my head at Facebook and unfollowing all the happy people that make my heart hurt... 

Or perhaps it's God I'm shaking my head at... 

I confess my heart is chronically ill with restless discontent! 

O Lord, give me "consolation and good hope" to accept Your will for my work here on earth.

Green pastures are before me,

Which yet I have not seen;

Bright skies will soon be o'er me,

Where darkest clouds have been.

My hope I cannot measure,

My path to life is free;

My Saviour has my treasure,

And He will walk with me.

(Anna L. Waring)