Here I sit again in the wee morning hours thinking, worrying, praying, reading, then thinking some more. (You know - those things "mama hearts" dwell on when awake at 3 a.m.)
This time in our country's history is mind blowing in its significance. There is the HUGE importance of the presidential election ever rising before our eyes ( and ears). And the biggest immediate mountain before us - our economy. How DID we get to this point?!? It is critical for a decision to be made immediately by congress to try to avoid a financial crisis as bad as that of the WWII era.
What does that mean for us - my children, my children-in-laws, my grandchildren, my friends, my other family members young and old, my dear quilting seniors, my country, my world?
While thinking on this a few days ago there were some scriptures that calmed my "mama's heart." In Ps.37 I read things like: "their inheritance will endure forever; in times of disaster they will not wither; in days of famine they will enjoy plenty; the Lord helps them and delivers them because they take refuge in Him." Hmmmmmm...
So, here I sit, blogging and battling with my self. "Self, trust the Lord. He cares more than YOU do."
And of course my self answers back with the fighting blow, "But what groceries do I need to stock pile for us?"
Verse: "...take refuge in Him." Ahhh, I felt that quick deflection.
"But what about milk, meat, coffee, shampoo, toothpaste, even toilet tissue!?" (The punches and jabs are relentless.) "You know you'll need all that stuff! What if you can't get it?"
Verse: "...in days of famine they will enjoy plenty." WHAM! Staggerring blow.
"What about the other countries that would like nothing better than to see our country in crisis, suffering?" Pow, pow, pow - the blows pummel me.
"SELF!" I say sternly inside as I grab my "self" by the colar. "When we take refuge in Him, HE FIGHTS FOR US!" BAMM...Knockout!!!
End of this battle. I'm sure the next one will happen before long, but for now I'll enjoy the peaceful glow, and have another sip of my tea.
Here's a quote: "A bad habit is like a soft chair...easy to get into, but hard to get out of." Hmmmm... kind of like worrying... Hmmmm...
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I hate it when I wake up feeling panicked about life with an army of the "what if" questions swirling in my head like a windstorm. I am so thankful that we have been given words from our Father to combat those attacks and remind us that we do not have to worry because He is in control. It's not always easy to remember that, but I'm glad He's there and the world is not on my shoulders, but on His. And it's pretty small compared to His shoulder. :)
The classic question, "How did we get to this point?!?" I think that applies to many things in my life.(: Thanks for the great verse. ps How are your quilting seniors?
It's amazing how the media can produce a panic so fast. But this is a serious time in our country. I'm just glad I didnt' put my faith in Ray Boltz, but rather God. Let us truly, "Watch the Lamb." By the way, did you hear about Ray Boltz? Yikes.
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