Thursday, September 9, 2010

Defining my concerns

It happened on a casual Friday, visiting family for the Labor Day Holiday. My over powered phone in the land of non 3gness, rang with bright joy that I had a new voice mail.

I listened, I waited, I typed in my passcode, I waited, I listened, then my news; My park manager, in her 80 something voice, notified me that my water had been turned off because my home was leaking.

Now this news is nothing new to me. When this motorhome was made I think it leaked. Yet I was still troubled. I was concerned about my stuff, my house. What do I have that is going to be fixed by my anxiety?!

After a short walk doing worry lane, the Holy Spirit showed me the sinful road I was traveling, and the extra weight I was bringing with me on when I was with my family.

When I got home, I found no damage only a plastic water line that had broken. So one Labor day of labor and my water concerns were laid dormant once again.

Why do we worry? Didn't Jesus say he would take care of us? That his provision is much better then our revision? This home has taught me a lot of about where my security, and hope is to be. I hope we all are growing in our trust in the provision of God. As our trust in him grows the control we need, is released.

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