A week ago I wrote this.
I was feeling optimistic and hopeful, but I’m still waiting on some blanks to be filled in. Questions that weigh heavily on me, and will possibly change the outcome. I’m still not certain as to which way I want to go, fully knowing it’s not up to me anyway.
In cases like this, where I have no control, it’s easy for me to feel defeated and discouraged. I could very easily sit and have worrisome thoughts all day long, pondering the what ifs. I can choose to listen to the lies of satan, or listen to God’s promises. Psalm 91:4 He will cover you with his feathers. He will shelter you with his wings. His faithful promises are your armor and protection.
When I feel myself slipping, and it’s a very slippery slope, all I can do is pray.
I don’t want to carry worry, it’s not my cross to bear.
I don’t want to carry defeat. Jesus gave me victory when He withstood a horrific beating and was hung on the cross. I wait quietly before God, for my victory comes from him. Psalm 62:1
When I start to worry or have the desire to control the situation, I just turn to Him and repent. Jesus, I’m so sorry I keep picking up worry and trying to control situations and outcomes. I know that You have a plan, and You are in control. Honestly, I don’t want that pressure, and I’m thankful that You are willing to walk me through all this. Please forgive me, Lord, and guide me in Your ways. Take my thoughts captive and fill me with Your love and joy. Amen
Last night I simply gave the situation over to Him. I asked Him to take it from my hands and mind, and help me to trust in His ways.
Truthfully, I don’t have control over much of anything in this life. When I think about the presidential election coming up, it would be easy to be disheartened that I don’t want either one of the two running our country. The current state of the world is extremely frightening if I choose to dwell on it. I don’t want to be politically correct. I want to be biblically correct.
I choose to trust in Jesus daily, most days multiple times a day. I see the bad and give it up.
It’s a choice. If I carried the bad with me, my heart would change for the bad.
How do you handle worry and stress?
I’m linking up again for Just Write.
