WORRIED... for a while
This morning I woke up with tight shoulders, jaw clenched, an anxious knot in my gut…
Tossing my hair in a pony tail, I fed the dog, started the water for my tea, lit a candle, gathered my Bible and books, cuddled into my big chair and…
Stirring milk and sugar into my steaming mug, I reached for the yellow pad of paper that serves as my journal/planner/thought catcher and…
I scribbled down all angst about being too busy…
and not having time to do the important things…
and when will I ever accomplish what I want when I have to clean the basement… and the garage is a mess…
and I’m clean out of veggies…
and how in the world can I eat a plant-based diet…
when I don’t even have time to go buy the plants we’re supposed to eat?
No wonder I woke up worried.
By now you’re laughing at me… I can hear it… or maybe that’s my Father chuckling way off where I’ve been ignoring Him in the midst of my fussing.
Because all I have to worry about is not worry-worthy.
No catastrophes, no fearful awfulness invading my world.
Unlike so many women I care about, I’m not awaiting tests to determine if something terrible is wrong. The bills are paid on time. My husband still loves me despite my glaring deficiencies…
John Mark and Tammy and Jude and Moses and Sunday and Rebekah and Steve and Brook and Elizabeth and Duke and Scarlet and Matthew are all learning and growing and tucked into the Father.
And yet… I am worried.
And my Father knows all about that. With gentleness He pries my eyes from my worries to the pages of His Word.
Romans 12 is His feeding for me today:
“And so dear brothers and sisters, I plead with you to give your bodies to God.
Let them be a living and holy sacrifice— the kind He will accept.
When you think of what He has done for you, is this too much to ask?
Don’t copy the behavior and customs of this world,
but let God transform you into a new person by changing the way you think.
Then you will know what God wants you to do,
and you will know how good and pleasing and perfect His will really is.”
Lights flashing! Load rolling off my uptight back!
God wants to change the way I think.
To take this roiling, messy, time wasting worry away from me and show me what to do.
Something good and pleasing and perfect in every way.
And He does. He did.
Speaking in tones so calm and firm and sure and just a little bit stern,
I hear His Voice over all my worry and I listen to His way for my day.
So simple. So right.
Why didn’t I think of that?
I smile and sip my tea and the rain outside seems soft and good, my day lined up all pleasing and perfect in every way.
From my heart,
P.S. How about you? Have you heard His words to you today? Have you listened? Can you tell us how He’s met you in the midst of your worry and shown you His way? Your story just might be His way of transforming us by changing the way we think…