Coffee With Denise and all about verses from the Bible again. I am on some kind of roll.
More like, some kind of journey.
A friend sent this to me today:
“Who in in charge of your life? If it is you, then you have good reason to worry. But since I am in charge, worry is both unnecessary and counter-productive. When you start to feel anxious about something, relinquish the situation to Me. Back off a bit, redirecting your focus to Me. I will either take care of the problem Myself or show you how to handle it. In this world you will have problems, but you need not lose sight of Me”. She sent me a photo of this from a book called Jesus Calling.
What my friend did not know is that earlier this week I had written this verse and put it above my kitchen sink:
Matthew 6:34 Give me your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don’t get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. God will help you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes.”
Funny – or not – that I wrote those words two days before our unforgettable trip to Boyne City.
I have been reading Savor by Shauna Niequist since April. I really cannot recommend this devotional enough. She had this thought to ponder recently: “In all our lives, there are waves. They threaten to take us under, but we’re always protected by a God who loves us so deeply.”
What no one could understand is all these passages, all these thoughts and verses arrived the week after I was working on the word trust.
Which also happened to be the same exact week my husband was asked to teach Sunday School and decided he wanted to concentrate on the word WORRY.
And that happened to be the week that we were in a worried conversation about what on earth we would do with our house for sale and no bids on it. No interest in the farmhouse at all. The same week we had the lowest paychecks ever come in and and extra bills to be paid. The same week the exhaust went out on our awesome suburban and I had that much money to pay for it from a garage sale of many 25 cent purchases. The week that our oldest son was a nervous wreck about his final drivers test. The week our son passed said drivers test and began to drive. On his own.
God has such a sense of humor.
I was feeling like I was failing at trust. I was feeling overcome by waves of fear. And then I was reminded again and again and again that I have a God who loves me so deeply and is in the business of directing my paths and making my way more amazing than I could imagine – not trouble free but oddly sweet.
It makes no sense at all. But I am going to trust in Him.