Sabbatical day one
It's 4:00 am. I've been up since
three. My brain is not good at compartmentalizing. I worry. To a sinful degree,
I worry. Which has caused insomnia...on a sabbatical. This first few hours has
shown some light on quite possibly the thing God wants me to learn the most
during these six weeks of rest and reflection. I have a need to be in control.
Of Everything. When I am not, I worry and the impulse to be in control of these
things I worry about is the worst form of pride. It's root grows deep. Into the
very nature of unbelief, and a distrust of Gods will and plan. Pray that I can
rest. Pray that I can trust. Pray that I can let go. For the ALMIGHTY is in
control. He doesn't need me. He chooses to use me. Even when I think I'm in
control, I'm not....
Matthew 6:25-27
25 “Therefore I tell you, do not
worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you
will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? 26 Look
at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and
yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?
27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?
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