All morning I had it.
That unsettled feeling.
The one that is a cross between anxiety and worry.
I couldn’t put my finger on it. It was just there, hovering and squeezing.
I threw myself into the latest room design, searching for the perfect chairs, the perfect rug, and forgetting it for a few hours. But when I came up for air, it was still there, lying coiled deep inside, raising it’s ugly head and whispering, “I’m heeeere!”
With work overload, a sweet new baby in the family, the prospect of moving houses, illness and rocky relationships in those near and dear,
I was becoming overwhelmed.
I had tried to ignore it for weeks.
It finally was weighing me down.
Plain and simple, I’d been robbed.
Joy tainted,
Hope dimmed,
Peace fleeting.
There are times I can stuff things deep and they seem to stay buried, at least for a while. But I think the crack I was packing everything into finally overflowed.
So I did the only thing I knew to do.
And I know it well,
And I’m mad at myself for letting it go this far and getting in this unsettled place.
I go to the garden.
And my soul cries out,
And I know I need to praise and remember my immeasurable blessings.
I breathe deeply, I soak in the beauty of his hand and I pray.
Thank you Lord for the beauty that surrounds me
Thank you for always being there for me,
Thank you for being the God of hope.
I cannot take these steps alone
I know my anxiety is a lack of trust, a forgetfulness of your promises.
Yet I know you can do all things, repair all breaks. heal all wounds.
I know I get busy and when I don’t take care of my soul, my heart clutches fearfully and rips the fabric of my very being.
I need my head to calm my clamoring body and remind it that you are in control and give peace to those who seek it.
I am your lamb and you are my shepherd, caring for me and protecting me daily.
And like a sheep led to the calm waters to drink,
I seek your peace Lord.
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Romans 15:13 May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.
Very early in the morning, while was still dark, Jesus got up, left the house and went off to a solitary place. where he prayed… Mark 1:35-36
-What is weighing you down?
-Find your quiet place and turn it over to God in prayer.