I was trimming some Siberian Irises the other day, busily working along when suddenly I remembered ... Oh my goodness, I am standing with my back to a six foot sheer drop. The drop is created by the window wells my family dug years ago to bring light into the basement.
Mind you, I was very safe. I had both feet on the ground and was bent over so even my center of gravity was low. But for a moment, I felt a mild vertigo. I was afraid I'd fall.
The danger, most of it, didn't really come from the window well. It came from my anxiety about the window well and whether or not I would forget and misstep. (I know: Churchill said it bunches of years ago "We have nothing to fear except fear itself.")
While I was in the Fantasy World, totally unmindful of the sheer drop 9 inches away, I was really pretty safe. And I was getting stuff done, the stuff that needed to be done.
My point is that trusting God can have some of the same effects as living in a Fantasy World. It allows me to concentrate on the task at hand without indulging in anxieties about all the "what ifs" connected with my present position.
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nicely said. and nice to hear from you. :-)
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