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Some days are hard. Even though the bills are paid, even though my scrumptious kids made it to school on time without a single grumble in the morning, even though I am healthy and live in a home that protects me from the elements, some days my mind is consumed by insignificant worries.
Yesterday was one of those days.
That morning a fog of frustration invaded my mind and nearly incapacitated me. Instead of focusing on worthwhile matters I stewed in my grievances and let my heart get heavy.
I don’t understand how people live their lives without God, the holy God of the Bible. To whom do they turn when their eyes are downcast? Where do they get their hope when their hearts are heavy? I turn to the Lord. He is the one who brings me from the pit I wallow in, even if the pit is filled with shallow things. He doesn’t care. He longs to help even when my troubles are small to others but insurmountable to me.
This reliance, this first turning to the Lord in times of trouble, is new to me. In college I drank on the weekends, other times I turned to shopping or placed all my hope in my husband. And while he is a good and strong husband, no person should have to carry the weight of another person’s joy. The only one who can carry that is the Lord.
And so yesterday morning I cried out to my Heavenly Father and begged that He would take from my mind the useless thoughts that weighed me down. Then I sat on the floor of my living room and read aloud Bible verses that have been important to me in the past.
Because I refuse to live my life like this. I will not live my life encumbered by the superficial things of this world. I want the abundant life of Christ that brings His joy and love and I will settle for nothing less.
It is a process. I am finding that He does not immediately take away my pain but holds my hand and walks through it with me. And on the other side I will be stronger in Him.
Some days are hard. Even though the bills are paid, even though my scrumptious kids made it to school on time without a single grumble in the morning, even though I am healthy and live in a home that protects me from the elements, some days my mind is consumed by insignificant worries.
Yesterday was one of those days.
That morning a fog of frustration invaded my mind and nearly incapacitated me. Instead of focusing on worthwhile matters I stewed in my grievances and let my heart get heavy.
I don’t understand how people live their lives without God, the holy God of the Bible. To whom do they turn when their eyes are downcast? Where do they get their hope when their hearts are heavy? I turn to the Lord. He is the one who brings me from the pit I wallow in, even if the pit is filled with shallow things. He doesn’t care. He longs to help even when my troubles are small to others but insurmountable to me.
This reliance, this first turning to the Lord in times of trouble, is new to me. In college I drank on the weekends, other times I turned to shopping or placed all my hope in my husband. And while he is a good and strong husband, no person should have to carry the weight of another person’s joy. The only one who can carry that is the Lord.
And so yesterday morning I cried out to my Heavenly Father and begged that He would take from my mind the useless thoughts that weighed me down. Then I sat on the floor of my living room and read aloud Bible verses that have been important to me in the past.
Because I refuse to live my life like this. I will not live my life encumbered by the superficial things of this world. I want the abundant life of Christ that brings His joy and love and I will settle for nothing less.
It is a process. I am finding that He does not immediately take away my pain but holds my hand and walks through it with me. And on the other side I will be stronger in Him.
