What do you do with cling wrap at 9:45 at night? Probably not what I did with it.
Last night I was on-line looking for a harp to take with me to West Africa (since I don’t think I’ll be able to bring my big one with me). Sadly, a smaller harp means less strings. While I know that I won’t need all 46 of mine, I’ve been pondering how many strings is enough. Since my mom found a fairly cheap one last night (well, as far as harps go), I wanted to see if the 29 strings it has would be enough. To try it out, I cling-wrapped the rest of my strings to practice playing with only the 29. It felt a bit like playing with a broken string, since I had to keep thinking about whether or not I could play the notes written. But while I could always use “just a few more” (isn’t that what we always want – just a little more?), 29 may be the magic number. It’s at least a lot better than the 26 on another harp I was looking at.
Can I learn to be happy with 29 strings? Can we learn to be happy with what we have, even if we know that it’s not the best and it may not even be as good as what we used to have? May we learn from Paul, who said, “I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through him who gives me strength” (Phil. 4:12-13).