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Mr. Chambers Does It Again

While waiting for my modem to reboot (I think it misses me!), I read today's entry:

Are you afraid and confused by the waves and the turbulence God sovereignly allows to enter your life?...Reflecting His peace is proof that you are right with God because you are exhibiting the freedom to turn your mind to Him...But if you only try to worry your way out of the problem, you destroy His effectiveness in you.

I needed the reminder that the waves and turbulence are sovereignly allowed, i.e. they are still part of the plan. No matter how much I wish I understood, I really don't need an intimate knowledge of the nuts and bolts of this chapter in my life.

In the real world, the whole idea of not worrying yourself out of a problem is much easier said than done. I know in my head that worrying is just a guise of control that gives us the false sense of working on a problem. So I suppose a lot of this all goes back to the idea of one day at a time. I've spent a lot of time lately trying to find a way to explain this idea to my dear one, but maybe now I need to be a living example of chewing only the pieces of my life that I can handle.

Maybe I need to practice what I preach.
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Rebecca Jeffries-Hyman said…
Good ol' Oswald. Always good for a word when ya need it most. Grrrl, my thoughts are with you. Keep on keepin' on!
5:33 PM
Christy said…
I second that! Though I certainly have not mastered the art of letting go of my worry either.
7:29 AM
frabjouspoet said…
Thank you both so much. My mind is like Jello right now or I would write more.
3:23 PM
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