the stormy weather
I am uber stressed these days. For some unknown reasons I tend to change my mood at the blink of an eye. This is not PMS (or is it). Or was it because I seem to have a lot of problems these days, and mostly, family problems. Sometimes, I do have this feeling that everytime my mother or any relative would text me, it be another cause to worry. And indeed, my guess has not failed me since. It started last year, and until now, we are still under recovery and is still striving to recover from the various "storms" (both literally and figuratively) that hit us. First, my sister was ill and have to undergo an operation, and then my brother's arms were fractured, and then my two sisters having a baby and getting married, another brother's arms fractured, my getting sick, my grandfather being rushed to the hospital, and the financial, emotional, physical crisis that went with it.
There were just so many things to think. I haven't have a peaceful sleep since last week. And if this continues, I might need the help of a sleeping pill so I could at least sleep (and not wake up every hour after I drowse off to dreamland and dream of endlessness).
Yeah, I know there's God. The source of all peace and wisdom and provisions. I know. I might have to tell myself that truth every second, every breath to continuously remind my worrying nature and my quitter brain that there is someone bigger than all these. Even though sometimes I have to hammer this promise to my head in order to really sink in. Even though it's harder to wait for the rainbow to arch its way into this stormy weather.
What an opportuned time to reflect on God's goodness demonstrated on the cross!
[1]"When the oceans rise and thunders roar,
I will soar with you above the storm.
Father You are King over the flood,
I will be still, know You are GOD."
Please help me be still and know that You are in control Lord.
[2]Psalm 46
an ever-present help in trouble.
and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,
and the mountains quake with their surging.
Selah
the holy place where the Most High dwells.
God will help her at break of day.
he lifts his voice, the earth melts.
the God of Jacob is our fortress.
Selah
the desolations he has brought on the earth.
he breaks the bow and shatters the spear,
he burns the shields with fire.
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth."
the God of Jacob is our fortress.
Selah
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