
Contentment. Regret.
Contentment. Regret.
Can they coexist?
I believe they must.
I have often heard someone say, “I have no regrets”. I can’t imagine.
Contentment, for me, is being at peace with.
Regret, not so much. It stirs feelings of disappointment. Anxiety. Probably topped with a dose of shame.
Oil and water.
Regret can make contentment seem unachievable. Something I can't undo.
It's a good thing for me to regret bad choices. But not a good thing to let regret paralyze.
That's where grace steps in.
By grace I am forgiven. And through that grace I can be content. At peace with.
Grace offers mercy. Mercy brings peace. Peace makes space for contentment which allows me to own my regret and my regret not own me.