Progressive

This morning, my mind was directed to the progressive nature of God.  I began to think about all the things that God did not give me.  He restrained his hand and something wonderful happened.  I grew up and realized that I did not want it that bad anymore.  God knows what we want and he knows the exact point at which we would no longer desire that thing anymore.  I am notorious for purchasing shoes in the moment at night when my feet are swollen and finding out in the morning that they don't fit.  I will buy shoes that looked good when when they were on the rack, but horrible when they were placed in my closet.  There were some desires I thought I would die if God did not come through for me.  I really thought that I would just die, but fifteen years later, I look back on those things and feel a bit embarrassed that I asked in the first place.  God knew that the desire was not eternal and one day I would be begging God to take back what he gave me.  I don't like being in that position.  I would rather he refuse me and allow me to grow contempt, than give it to me and watch me grow bitter.