Last night I slammed into a brick wall of worry. Crazy, isn’t it? Since I just wrote about “worry less”. But that’s what can happen. We know the truth. We trust in God, and yet the reality of a situation hits hard and worry creeps in.
It tried to rob me of sleep. It tried to rob a loved one of joy.
Truth time. Time to remind myself of who God is.
He’s my Provider.
He’s my Source.
He’s my Peace.
He’s my Joy.
Greater is He who is in me than he that is in the world.
I am blessed in a thousand different ways.
I can cave in to worry and angst, or I can see that I’ve done all that I can do and anticipate what God will do.
I can let anxiety direct my thoughts, or anchor them in His presence.
I can let the darkness close in, or remind myself of the hundreds of big and small miracles that God has shown me and my family in the past.
I choose life. I choose joy. I choose to dance in delight. To trust. To hold tight. To focus. To take action where needed, and to let go of what isn’t helpful or productive in my thought process.