The Lesson of Daily Bread

I can honestly say that at this moment, the direction my life will take has never been more uncertain. Now, to that I will add: Although I have no clue what the future holds, I've never been more certain that I am heading in the right direction. Every other day, I have a better plan. One that will fix all the problems of the last one and promise an even greater outcome. And every other day, I change my mind and decide that maybe that plan isn't it. It would sound to some like I'm having a bit of a crisis. But the truth is, I have NEVER felt more sure of myself. I don't know what brought this about. One conversation two weeks ago with my husband seemed to fix everything. It's odd how things end up working out. Matt and I were 500 miles from each other, on the phone, when everything just clicked and fell into place. It wasn't either of us. It was God. We had gotten ourselves into a funk that nothing else could get us out of. I feel like I have purpose once again. And that's a great feeling. So here's the lesson of the Daily Bread. I have been reading and re-reading Matthew Chapter 6 since Sunday. In the Lord's Prayer, there is only one thing we're told to ask for that isn't spiritual. Our daily bread. Jesus doesn't say ask for your daily bread and a few extra slices just in case. When the Hebrews were given manna in the desert. They received their daily bread. Period. Extra manna was ruined. So I've decided to be happy with my daily bread. If I'm full, healthy, with my husband, and know who my God is, what more do I have to ask for? It's not easy for me to do all the time. But since I've had this mindset, I've been 100% happier.