There are two things I do daily knowing they are pointless, but I do them anyway (and if I have already shared these -- sorry...I am pretty sure my brain has holes in it. Things fall through them sometimes).
First, I check the want ads for an ad that says something like this: WANTED: A mom who stays home with her kids. I will pay a huge salary for you to continue doing what you're doing.
And the second thing I do is check my bank accounts several times a day. One reason for doing this is a good one -- to keep current on the balance and make sure all is good. But the other reason is the pointless one -- hoping some money magically appeared from some unknown source.
Why do I do these things? Is it a lack of faith? Is it just a pointless exercise to waste time? Is it my feeble attempt to control my destiny? Is it me showing discontent in where we are at right now?
Bingo -- that last thought rings true to me.
I am usually quite content. I love my life. I love the job I have of staying at home and managing our household and all that goes into that. But there are times a speck of discontent enters my soul -- I know this isn't what Jesus was talking about when he said to beware of the leaven of the pharisees, but it seems to apply here too (at least to me).
That discontent speck, if allowed to fester, can really mess a person up inside. Suddenly, a colorful, vibrant lovely life will look gray and dismal.
I'm not going to let this happen. I hope you don't either.