...I'd go out on the ocean
and If I had a pony I'd ride him on my boat And we could all together go out on the ocean Said, me upon my pony on my boat If I Had a Boat Lyle Lovett All that needs doing. All that remains unfinished. All the little failures. The mundane stressors. Little explosions of frustration. Worry for the unknown and the known enough. Oh, hey guilt. Welcome back. Just take your place on the pile. Looking for a little anxiety relief over here, 'cause some nights are too much. What to choose? What to choose? Let's see. Picking from the tried and not-so-true is the initial twitch. To turn the panic inward. To fix my eyes on the mess, on the things of earth and... Hide away Hide under Disappear in the ocean of melancholy I lift up my eyes to the hills. From where does my help come? My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth. Psalm 121:1-2 Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God so that at the proper time he may exalt you, casting all your anxieties on him, because he cares for you. Be sober-minded; be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour. Resist him, firm in your faith, knowing that the same kinds of suffering are being experienced by your brotherhood throughout the world. And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you. To him be the dominion forever and ever. Amen. 1 Peter 5:6-11 Yeah. Hear that? Cast your cares. Again. Yep, still. And now. Still listening. Keep going, it's okay. Walk through it. Nope, no take-backs. Collapse if you have to. Cry, too. And find rest. Where are my eyes? On the failures and frustrations? God, take my guilt. Take my fear. Take my hatred. Here's my panic. And the mucky discontentment. Lift my chin. Fix my eyes. Fix my heart. Keep them focused on your mercies and provisions. On my savior and not the stormy waters. Can I get an amen, Peter? I'm gonna wait on bended knee. I'm Gonna Wait- Lyle Lovett
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