Hilary

“Our union with Christ also enables us to love others. The rotten fruit of discontent is rivalry and covetousness. Focused on ourselves, we envy the seemingly better circumstances of others. To a discontented heart, our neighbor is not an object of kindness but a symbol of the life we wish we had. But, secure in the eternal love of Christ for us, united to him by faith, and reminded of his sacrifice on our behalf, we can trust him with our circumstances and freely love others.”
― Megan Hill, Contentment: Seeing God's Goodness

“Jesus Christ typified by Joseph, the beloved of his father, sent by his father to see his brethren, etc., innocent, sold by his brethren for twenty pieces of silver, and thereby becoming their lord, their saviour, the saviour of strangers, and the saviour of the world; which had not been but for their plot to destroy him, their sale and their rejection of him.

In prison Joseph innocent between two criminals; Jesus Christ on the cross between two thieves. Joseph foretells freedom to the one, and death to the other, from the same omens. Jesus Christ saves the elect, and condemns the outcast for the same sins. Joseph foretells only; Jesus Christ acts. Joseph asks him who will be saved to remember him, when he comes into his glory; and he whom Jesus Christ saves asks that He will remember him, when He comes into His kingdom.”
― Blaise Pascal, Pensées

“when the heart of a man has nothing to do, but to be busy about creature-comforts, every little thing troubles him; but when the heart is taken up with the weighty things of eternity, with the great things of eternal life, the things of here below that disquieted it before are things now of no consequence to him in comparison with the other-how things fall out here is not much regarded by him, if the one thing that is necessary is provided for.”
― Jeremiah Burroughs, The Rare Jewel of Christian Contentment

“When you and I met, the meeting was over very shortly, it was nothing. Now it is growing something as we remember it, what will it be when I remember it as I lie down to die, what it makes in me all my days till then - that is the real meeting. The other is only the beginning of it. You say you have poets in your world. Do they not teach you this?”
― C.S. Lewis, Out of the Silent Planet