Monday, October 15, 2007
Probably a bazillion times lately I've had to grab myself by the scruff of the neck... I've reminded myself that Philippians 4:8 does NOT say:
"Finally, brothers, whatever is worthy of worry, whatever is negative, whatever is going all wrong, whatever is bothering you, whatever is unfair, whatever is likely to fall apart--if anything is messed-up or just not happening the way you planned it--think about such things."
Over and over during the moments of these autumn days I've had to jerk my mind around and face it in the opposite direction. The direction facing faith and trust and calmness and contentment.
I hear better in calmness. I can see better, too, when my head isn't spinning. It's in quietness and calmness that I'll find my strength... and instructions for the ways to travel.
And when I can stop complaining for a second it comes to me that this is His day and one I'm supposed to rejoice in. I tell myself, "But it's hard to rejoice when my life is up in the air. It's hard to just relax and trust." Then it strikes me--the more I'm whining 'it's hard,' the more likely I'm trying to do these things in my own strength--leaving Grace somewhere 'out there' by herself, shaking her head and wishing I'd just lean on her instead of myself.
Now, if I can just remember that 24/7 in the midst of these storms...
If you falter in times of trouble, how small is your strength! ... Proverbs 24:10