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I now get why some Christians decide to do extreme things like refusing to own a T.V. I'm watching this episode of Moments with Mo , and the topic is No Romance without Finance. Urgh. So may things be hitting the wrong nerves. I'm giving this thing a try where I completely substitute my music for Christian music. It's doable, I know. But I love Sunny Ade and a little Olamide here and there. I mean, I already know better than to accept the lyrics of the songs as the truth, but on some days I'm also embarrassed of what I'm listening to. I DJed for about15 minutes at a hangout  with my friends the other day, and when the pretty gross lyrics of Olamide and Phyno's "Ladi" came on, I was quite ashamed. The friends weren't even actively listening to the words of the song, but my own spirit condemned me. Photo credit:  DeveionPhotography  via  Foter.com  /  CC BY-ND So what is it today that's got me ranting. So many things in the Youtube

In an   earlier musing ,   I said that I thought my newly found contentment was the “the kind that came with being at complete peace with God.” And unlike Trump, I haven't changed my mind. But I wanted to   know how to bottle this state of peaceful happiness   for the days when it might be illogical to remain that happy. So I did some digging into my new habits and talked the One who knows it all, and here’s what I found: I think discontentment with my life starts when I refuse to count my blessings. When I'm so focused on the part of my glass that is half empty that I ignore all that it has taken to fill this glass up to this point.  I know my life in itself is such an underappreciated gift. I have good health, sound mind, a wealth of family and loving friends, and many other priceless gifts. Yet, all these sometimes seem very trifling in the light of unmet expectations. Photo credit:   Richard Walker Photography   via   Foter.com   / CC BY I now believe that remaining