We are having a family pajama day! Doesn’t that sound like the perfect start to our Thanksgiving break? It very well would be, except PB has to take the boy cubs to get hair cuts for our family pictures tomorrow. Also, I am not about to miss our women’s bible study happening tonight. Plus, PB needs the ingredients to make some of his delicious turkey chili for dinner. So, it’s not actually going to be the family pajama day that we were hoping for, but it was a good thought. I am still laying in bed beside a snoring PB. He came in late last night from preaching in Long Island, NY yesterday. We were all eagerly anticipating his return, but Cubs 1, 3, and 4 fell asleep before he arrived.
When PB takes a trip out of state, out of the country, or even just to work each day, sometimes I have to mentally fight to keep fear and worry from consuming me. Last night was one of those nights. I am not one of those Christians who claim to have it all together, and if you meet someone who claims that they do, don’t believe them! Fearing that he will get hurt, fearing that he will get sick, fearing that he could be killed…I can’t raise these cubs by myself! Fear and worry can take over my mind, but only if I let it! On evenings like yesterday when I can come up with all types of different scenarios in my mind to make me worry and fear the worst happening, here’s how I fight back:
1. Recognize that you are weak. We all have weaknesses. We all sin. For some it may be worry, for others pride, and for others it could be overeating. You have to recognize that whatever it is has control over you that you cannot handle on your own.
2. Recite scripture and pray through your weak moments. I have several go to scriptures that I repeat to myself when I start to worry. Yesterday, PB would text me throughout his trip home just to give me updates, and I would have to whisper a prayer and recite scripture to keep me from giving in to the fear of something bad happening in between his text messages.
3. Rest in the assurance that Jesus Christ will make you strong. I am pitiful when I rely on myself to get me through my bouts with worry, but you would think I was born with the faith the size of a mustard seed when I rely on Jesus Christ instead! All he asks is that we give everything…EVERYTHING to him!
4. Repeat, when necessary! Getting through Duane’s trip home last night will not be the last time that I worry. Fear and worry can pop up anytime and when I least expect it (that’s just how that no good enemy works). It just means I’ll get to practice relying on Jesus instead of my own strength. The more I practice, the better I get at relying on Jesus. The better I get at relying on Jesus, the stronger I become in feeding my faith and trust in him.
So, that’s what gets me through! What would you add?