Satan’s idea of a joke

I am such a holy person that I worry about important things. I worry about my friend in Haiti and the children at the cholera clinic where he is serving. I worry about our own country and the direction it is taking, the way people don’t seem to know what they believe anymore. I worry about my family, that maybe we’re not as close as we used to be or that we’ll move on and lose touch. I worry about such righteous things! God must be well-pleased.

I spend sleepless nights imagining what will happen if I never write something anyone wants to publish, if I never get married, never have a family, never see the mission field, never become a better person. I toss and turn over thoughts of the worst scenarios, just so I’ll be prepared by the time the day begins.

Oh, I am worried about just the sort of thing Jesus must be worried about! God must love the way I reach out to every corner of the earth…with my mind, and take in all of the wrong that is happening. Yes, I love God so much that my brain is like a crumpled ball of fear, unable to function-so concerned am I about His work!

It’s a good thing God has laid all of this on my heart…otherwise I might be blissfully ignorant! You know, full of joy, as if this life were a gift from God! Or I could even be living everyday to it’s fullest, comforting and encouraging those around me. I might even be contented! Oh, this is really beginning to worry me…better go back to thinking about the negative things in this life-the important things in this life!

Until next time, if there is one,

4 Responses to Satan’s idea of a joke

  1. Lisa August 21, 2011 at 9:13 am #

    Oh Miss Everly,
    what a gorgeous and heartfelt post. Of course you have moments/hours/ days and sometimes even years taken with worry and fear. We are HUMAN ! It is beautiful that even while you are writing you can glimpse what the flipside might hold. What you express is nothing that all of us have struggled with. Keep writing, keep expressing, you say what many only dare whisper in the darkest hours.

  2. Gil August 20, 2011 at 10:27 pm #

    I have been thinking a lot about these very things lately. In fact, I was writing about them a bit this morning when I first woke up. Jesus is so clear in His instructions. “Do not worry,” He says. He even sends out a whole bunch of disciples with no money, no spare clothing . . . just hearts full of faith that as long as they are doing the work, the Father will provide whatever is needed. It’s jsut that simple. But we ignore what Jesus says. Why?

    I think our culture (in America and most other parts of the “civilized” world) has been designed to keep us worrying and fearful about every possible thing. The media, our government, our teachers, our friends, our family, our church leaders, even — all seem to be working overtime to tell us what to be afraid and concerned about. It’s drilled into us so regularly that we think it’s normal life, but it’s not. If we listened to Jesus we would see it as the exact opposite of normal.

    The enemy must laugh and laugh, I thought. He has so many believers trembling with fear over so many meaningless, temporary, insignificant things — to the point where they are crippled and unable to go out and do bold things for Christ. Jesus said we’d do greater things than He had done, but in many ways, I think we’re letting Him down instead of chucking all of the worry and just putting one foot in front of the other and doing what He wants us to do, no matter how crazy or scary it sounds.

    When I saw “Satan’s idea of a joke” and read your words, I was amazed that the Spirit is out prompting other hearts and minds today with the same things that are swirling around in mine!

  3. Everly Pleasant August 20, 2011 at 9:25 pm #

    Haha, thank you TxMom!
    You’re such an encouragement. I’m glad you could relate for my sake, but for your sake, I hope you’re further along on the road to trust in God than I am! It’s a sticky trap, control and worry!

    Thank you again,

  4. txmom2jami August 20, 2011 at 6:18 pm #

    Oh, you precious young woman! This hit me STRAIGHT between the eyes … I have fallen prey to the enemy that is fear/worry and control. What is worry, except the fear that we are not in control of every little thing that happens? God is in control, and so why should we worry or fret? Excellent, excellent post. <3

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