In God We Trust

I think we all have a choice in how we process icky life stuff when it seeks to rob us of our joy.  Sometimes we are beset by swarms of little annoyances, set-backs, irritations and discouragements …. other times we’re dealt more devastating, hard-hitting life-changing, soul-wrenching blows.  Stuff happens, but we still have choices.  

Perception = how I see it, and perspective = how I relate or react to it.  

Although I’m calm and generally a glass half full kind of girl, most of this week I was plagued by the swarm.  Life attacked like a bunch of nasty little gnats threatening to spoil my picnic.  This week it’s been a battle not to yield to temptations like lashing out in sarcasm or anger, or criticizing, or judging, or quitting.   Instead I chose to run to home base …… 

The LORD is my rock, my fortress, and my savior; my God is my rock, in whom I find protection. He is my shield, the power that saves me, and my place of safety. ~ Psalm 18:2 

I don’t take this lightly.  In life’s weariness I have learned there is rest in my Lord, I can find comfort and protection in His word.  

Then last night life dealt a harder, below the belt blow. I got a bad news phone call.  The kind you know could come at any time yet you’re never prepared for.  I was calm, rational, supportive … at least I hope that’s how I sounded.  Inside I felt like I was dying.   I hung up and cried hard.  My husband held me gently.  Then I grabbed my laptop in an attempt to blog out the week’s pain.   

What I wrote last night has been cut to the bone, most of it scrapped and deleted.  It was a word of discouragement, loss and anguish and it totally belongs in the trash pile.  This morning I stand convicted because I had a choice to make.  The whisper I heard in my soul was “Why don’t you trust me with your daughter? You need to give her to me too.”    

I don’t know why I ran to my laptop instead of my Lord last night.  Thankfully He knows everything about me and has already forgiven me.  I firmly believe God at His word and want to trust Him with ALL my stuff.   Faith means trusting God’s will over my life and the lives of my loved ones …..   no matter what.   No holding back. 

Life can get messy.  We get besieged by set-backs, pain, suffering and loss ….. but there’s the promise of peace, hope, love and salvation available to all who seek and accept it.   Yeah, I still get sad, discouraged, hurt, frustrated, angry and disappointed.  Becoming a Christ-Follower didn’t cure me from these emotions or immunize me from life’s icky stuff.   By choosing to follow Christ I am seeking to love, serve, please and obey my Lord with my whole heart … with a Christ-like perception and perspective always.

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2 Responses to In God We Trust

  1. Bonnie says:

    It’s moments of anguish that involve our kids that can be the most heart-gripping. I will keep all of you in my prayers, always. Know that I love you sweetie.

  2. Jeanette Morgan says:

    beautiful reminder my friend! Thak you for sharingyour transparancy with us! Love you for that!! xoxoxo keeping you and your fmaily in my prayers!

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