I had an interesting conversation with a friend at a garage sale yesterday. He commented that the last really nice day he remembered was Thanksgiving Day, sitting around the table with family.
It seems like every day since then we have had to deal with weather or the affects of the weather; ice storms with branches down everywhere, then excessive rain and flooding, winds, storms, etc…
It seems that as soon as we clean up from one mess, another comes along.
Another friend commented that it feels like all of Iowa is holding its breath.
It’s easy to fret and worry. Gardens aren’t doing well and my canning jars sit empty on the pantry shelves. I’m not the only one.
In many ways it’s been a hard season. But God is faithful.
Oswald Chambers said it well,
“(Fretting) always ends in sin. We imagine that a little anxiety and worry are an indication of how really wise we are; it is much more an indication of how really wicked we are.
Fretting springs from a determination to get our own way. Our Lord never worried and He was never anxious, because he was not out to realize His own ideas; He was out to realize God’s ideas.”
Matthew 6: 31-33 “So do not worry,saying ‘What shall we eat’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ …your Heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness and all these things will be given to you as well.”
Blue Jeans and Cotton Tees 