Today started out with my mind in a mix of quandary. I went about my tasks of getting last minute things done before the gang arrives Tuesday for the holiday week. As I worked, I pondered, thought, schemed, and, yes, worried, about future outcomes of present situations. I'm sure you have had days like this where sometimes the tedious tasks of cleaning leaves the mind free to work on more important matters.
I accomplished more than I thought I was going to and that made it a basically a good day. Usually throughout that working meditation I make some headway into whatever my concerns happen to be that day. Before I knew it, it was dinner time. After a shower and a great dinner, things were still playing around my mind. They wouldn't solve themselves and they wouldn't leave, either. After dinner I sat down to tackle some email. There it was. The answer to not finding my answers today.
I follow a writer friend's blog. This friend, Merrilynn Grodecki, completely takes apart the Bible and applies it to everyday life situations. She's a very smart woman and an excellent writer. She was also the headmaster of a local Christian school for many years and served as an example to many children. Today her writing made me stop in my tracks and sit up and take notice.
It was so simple. By giving in to fretting and worrying, I was discrediting God. I was instead worshiping my difficulties instead of going to God, placing my concerns in His hands, turning on some music and going on with my chores unencumbered by worrisome thoughts. I made my worries my "God". I made them bigger than God.
I never quite thought about it like that before. When we fret and worry, we doubt God's truthfulness and promises. Pretty simple.
And so, as another day goes by, thank you Merri for shedding a new light on the old pastime of worrying, and …I have written.
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