Do you remember that part in Little Women where the sisters are telling their Christmas wishes? Meg Wishes they had money for pretty clothes and things. Joe doesn't want to work for old Aunt March. Amy wants new drawing pencils. Beth just wants father to be home from the war.  All of the girls agree with her; father at home again is what they want most. 

Then Marmee comes in with a letter from father and they all settle in to listen as he tells them of his love and prayers for them, and how he desires them to grow into good little women. When Marmee has finished, Amy says in a small voice, "I'm a selfish girl." The drawing pencils, which moments ago were so coveted, now seem like a tiny thing compared to all that father was sacrificing and doing.

So often I feel like Amy; pouting about my little cares and wants. At times, my longing doesn't even seem to be specifically for something, but is rather a nameless discontent. When a verse or an incident convicts my conscience and puts things into perspective, then I go quietly to my Father and confess, "I am a selfish girl." How I want to be like Beth, looking and longing only for my Father's return! To find my satisfaction and my joy working in anticipation of His coming.  To not be distracted by pencils, pretty clothes, and today's burdens. To be totally given up to His will.