This verse has been sitting in me – maybe because I have
come to the end of a season of abundant discontent, and because I am very aware
that it was a God season, a breaking up of dry ground, deeply cracked and baked
hard, unable to either receive new seed or allow what has germinated to push
forth.
This is the verse people will quote when they see you get a little
too agitated by life and they want to tell you to, Don’t worry, be happy. It’s what passive people sometimes say in
place of, You are not the Captain of your
ship. It’s what panicked people tell themselves when the winds of change
grip them and lift them from the ground into a tree five miles away. It’s what
we tell ourselves when we have to endure,
or we want to avoid doing hard things. You
don’t like your job? Be glad you have one. You don’t have enough money? You just
need an attitude of gratitude. You don’t prefer being disrespected and abused?
You need to learn to be content in any and ALL circumstances. Bloom where you’re planted. Count your
blessings. Think about the positives. Look on the bright side. Learn to be
satisfied with what you’ve got.
But I do not believe that is what content means – at least not here, in this verse, in the Greek. Paul
was, after all, perhaps one of the most agitated, least contented people in the New Testament. Paul was on the move and never
satisfied. Paul was driven, hungry,
looking for opportunities, pushing himself and others to the limits, wind-tossed
and ship wrecked, but committed to a purpose that was neither bolstered nor hindered
by any physical circumstance.
The greek word for content
in this verse is autarkes. It comes
from a combination of the words autos
(self) and arkeo (sufficient), and
means exactly what it sounds like – self-sufficient,
contented, sufficient, independent. Sufficient
for oneself, strong enough or possessing enough to need no aid or support;
independent of external circumstances. (Strong’s)
It does not mean relax,
chill, get over yourself, learn to put up with it, make the most of your
situation, why can’t you ever just be satisfied.
I don’t believe that God means for us to be content in the way
that we desire to be content. Nothing in Scripture says white picket fence, money in the bank, a few neuro-typical kids and a pre-trained,
non-pooping puppy. You can look for it – and I have – but it’s just not
there. The earth that God created exists by dying and raising, setting and
rising, burying and uprooting, spinning, shifting, moving, changing. This world
is never the same one day to the next – it is in a constant state of rotation,
rot and renewal. Last night’s manna will mould before dawn. Yellow weeds grow
inches and bloom overnight. The sky changes by the hour. Even mercies come to
us new every morning. What is rigid is subject to erosion and breakage. What is
fluid is subject to evaporation and absorption. Whatever grows will increase
and diminish. Our bodies, hearts, spirits and minds were made to be in motion –
to remain in one spot is to die. When is there ever time to be satisfied?
To be completely honest, people who are chronically content
annoy me. There is nothing less interesting or less inspirational to me than a
person who doesn’t ever get upset, who doesn’t change, who doesn’t get stirred
up or isn’t moved by anything, who is never affected by the railing of the wind
and who goes to bed on a thorn bush murmuring, Isn’t this a lovely purple. Dull. Boring. Zzzzzz.
But you know who really interests me? MacGyver. If MacGyver
had a Bible verse framed on his wall, I think it would be Philippians 4:11.
MacGyver was self-sufficient. MacGyver was Mister Dress-up for adults – the whole world was his Tickle-Trunk, but instead of playing
dress-up he was finding a way to save the day with a fork, an old boot and a
roll of toilet paper. Whatever he had in his hands to use, he used it. In any
and every circumstance, he had learned to be content because he had learned
that everything he could ever need was at his disposal – although he was always
required to use his brain, be creative and look around a bit.
You know who else does this? Jason Bourne. Love him.
Being content in this context is not about being satisfied – it is about being on a
mission, committed to a purpose, and refusing to allow abundance or want, handy
or just-out-of-reach, pleasure or pain, to determine your cause of action. Being content is about
knowing that you - YOU - can do hard things, you can do painful things, you can do
uncomfortable things, you can do frightening things – and in any and all
circumstances, My Grace is sufficient for
all your needs.
Just like in this video: