Worrying over something that almost happened seems so silly. Sometimes I feel like it’s been one disaster for us after another. Pretty scary stuff. But most of what I really feared never happened, I just wasted time worrying over it.
If I could’ve just kept my focus instead of needlessly fretting, I would’ve brought such calm to the situation. Fret, what a great old fashioned word, it means to worry, be discontent, or cause erosion by gnawing with acids. Yikes!! The longer it takes between praying for something and receiving help, the longer I have for worry to gnaw. And I’ve noticed God lets us wait.
Contentment is a choice. It starts way before the road gets rough. Choosing to be at peace, with God and where He has me. Whatever circumstances. Believing He has a plan, He’s in control and is out for my good. No fretting, just trusting. It usually turns out to be an almost thing anyway. When it looks like life is about to fall apart that’s the opportunity for faith to grow.
This all sounds so easy… on paper. Not.
The angel in Daniel 12 tells him that through suffering, “many will be purified, cleansed, and refined.” God uses trials of all kinds to change us. Even the little -waiting on Him for direction- kind. And this is His purpose for us: “to present her (the church) to Himself as a GLORIOUS church without spot or wrinkle or any other blemish. Instead she (the church) will be holy and without fault.” Ephesians 5:27
I see the point. I know the path. Now, help me walk it.
ForGlorySake! – Anna