Financial needs press in. The cold of the storm blows outside. The mirror tells me I’m aging. The world shouts out to me that I should be prepared for all of these hard things. I should be doing something. Who me? I am helpless in myself. I cannot provide for the financial needs. I have no power to move the storms that are surging. The age wrinkles in my skin are pinched into place by time itself, and I cannot stop it. Doesn’t my parsonage life save me from these things? No, but my life as a child of God does. It does not stop them from touching me, but it saves me from the worry and fret these things could bring to my home and my heart.
I have found myself having to concentrate on this truth this week. It can be so easy to fret over things instead of thanking God for them – all the “what ifs,” plus a hundred other issues the enemy puts into my mind. When I choose to be thankful instead, I am at peace. My thanks is to be offered to the Lord in prayer.
Ah, yes. The peace comes then. All is well in my soul. All is well in the parsonage too.
Are you worrying over things today? Choose to praise the Lord instead. Take the “worrisome” things to God in prayer and watch Him bring peace to your soul, too!
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