“Don’t worry!” God told me—has been telling me since Wednesday, or probably before that. “I am all you need!” He’s right, of course. As usual. I think he thought it was time to get it through my head.
Matthew 6:34 says, “Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” In my action group, we have been studying James, where in chapter 4, verses 13-15 say, “Come now, you who say ‘Today or tomorrow we will go to such and such a town and spend a year there, doing business and making money.’ 14Yet you do not even know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little while then vanishes. 15Instead, you ought to say, ‘If the Lord wishes, we will live and do this or that.’” This morning during my devotion, I looked at Psalm 2:12, “Blessed are all those who put their trust in him.” This morning during church, we looked at Psalm 27:14, “Wait for the Lord; be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the Lord!” Yes, I realize I don’t possess much patience, though I have been called to do so, as it says in Ephesians 4:1-3, “I therefore, the prisoner of the Lord, beg you to lead a life worthy of the calling to which you have been called, 2with all humility and gentleness, with patience, bearing with one another in love, 3making every effort to maintain the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace.” Enough scripture, but this has all been thrown at me in the last week. Notice a theme here?
“I got this,” the Lord keeps telling me. “Just trust me, okay?” A friend gave me an analogy last night that stuck. ‘Cuz analogies tend to do that. We, as humans, are worshiping all the time. The devil, crafty little tyke he is, presents us with a hook, and he will put anything on that hook to get us to bite. He knows our weaknesses. This morning at church, the message spoke about “don’t panic!” When we panic or worry, we disbelieve God’s word; we distrust God’s promise; we disrespect, we discredit God and all his awesome power. “You are my child,” God tells me, “You are heir to my kingdom, you have my promise and my word.” When I start to panic, I have the whole armor of God to put on: the belt of truth, the breastplate of righteousness, shoes to proclaim the gospel, shield of peace, helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit (aka the Bible, packed full of his promises)!
Over the last week, I have begun to write poetry again, as I haven’t for awhile. Here is the accumulation of a week.
My sight is set on you, oh Lord, let nothing interfere.
I pray that you are all I seek, that nothing else appears.
You, Lord, make me happy, and I need nothing more.
I want you to help me find me, down to my core.
I trust in you, oh Lord my God, I pray that it is so.
Only you can comfort me, giving me peace where e’er I go.
Your word is my light, so I will never lose my way.
I look only to you for guidance, day after day.
Lord, I place all trust in you, you are my perfect God.
You are my lover, my father, my best friend—we’re like two peas in a pod.
God, I’ve said before that all I am is yours.
Help me to remember it, for in you life soars!
What looks impossible for us is just right for you.
Help me to find patience, Lord, and to keep hearing your words so true!
I hope that through my journey, you can take something away, too. I thank everyone for their continued prayers!
“He got this,” the minister said in church this morning; “He got wha’ chew need!”
I got you, God, and you are ALL I need!
Smiling, Anna =)^2