It's been a while since I've visited my little corner of the blog world, but my heart was prompted this morning to write, if even just for myself.
Can we just talk about how sneaky that pesky devil is?
This morning started out a little rough, and as I sat down at the table to do my Bible study, I looked down at the book and thought, "Well, I sure can't do this with my bad attitude. I need to pray."
So I sat there...
I know I said I needed to pray, but I didn't even know what to say. So I sat.
Ever been there? You're like, "Okay, God. Give it to me. I know I'm being a brat. Tell me all the things I did wrong so I can repent and move on with my day."
God could have easily (and rightfully) put me on blast and made me feel like scum, but instead He gently told me something I was definitely not expecting.
Stop worrying. My burden is light.
HUH? I'm not worried!
I'm irritated!
I'm in a bad mood!
I'm grumpy!
But I'm not worried!
But then He began to show me. It was like he gave me a peek into the crevices of my own heart. And I began to realize that I really have been worrying over several things.
