Usually, Kenzie comes in about 5 am and wakes me up. The last couple of days Maddie has crawled into bed with us. On this particular morning, I found myself awakened by Steve's nasal drainage. I think that he will probably be mad that I mentioned that. So, now I am the early riser.
As I laid there this morning, I caught myself starting to worry. I don't know if worry implants itself in you, but it sure likes me. As I begin to worry, I found myself focusing on negative thoughts too. I tried to stop worrying. You may say," what is so important about your life that you need to worry?" Well, I worried about money, safety on an upcoming trip, making all the cookies and cupcakes for the girl's Christmas class parties, what to wear to the Christmas party tonight, how long it is taking Steve to get out of school, Sunday school, my health issues, my kid's allergies and the cracks in the house. The ultimate worry is outside my bedroom window. As I laid there, I heard the terrible sound of our heat pump.
At that moment, worry was no longer a problem. Fear flourished through my veins. It is funny how worry can turn into fear so fast. Jesus said, "Do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself." I am not sure why, but I don't quit have a grip on this verse. I still continue to worry and the fear still continues to creep in. My question is do you ever get a handle on worry?
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
3 comments:
I hate those nights I can't sleep, worry always finds me too. Foolish worries. Things that don't even come to my mind while I'm awake.
It got really bad right before I went to Africa. I started reading the bible when I would wake up but it really wasn't helping so out of frustration I prayed that God would direct me somewhere that would calm my fears and increase my faith. I opened it up to Hebrews 11. The first words my eyes focused on was "By Faith" and the chapter goes on to give testimony after testimony of God's faithfullness and His people trusting Him. I have clinged to that chapter since then. Sometimes it helps just to continually hear of God's faithfulness and that He is worthy of our trust and can handle our fears, no matter how real or foolish they are.
I can't say I have a handle on it. Doubt I ever will, as long as there is a reason to have faith there will be fear. They are great rivals, at least in my mind.
What's up with your blog? I don't see the side bar with the links and previous post? Is it just me?
O.k now I see it. For real It wasn't coming up the past couple visits. It's probaly my dial up connection, it does what it wants. oh well, it's free.
Post a Comment