Duh.

Have you not known?
Have you not heard?
The everlasting God, the LORD,
The Creator of the ends of the earth,
Neither faints nor is weary.
His understanding is unsearchable.
He gives power to the weak,
And to those that who have no might
He increases strength.
Even the youths shall faint and
be weary,
And the young men shall utterly fall,
But those who wait on the LORD
Shall renew their strength;
They shall mount up with wings like eagles,
They shall run and not be weary,
They shall walk and not faint.
Isaiah 40:28-31

Sometimes life gets really stressful.  Some times when I'm driving, or I'm at home looking at a gigantic mess of dirty plates and utensils, clothes and toys strewn about everywhere, bills that need to be paid, I start to feel overwhelmed.  And then I think about what I should make for dinner and the crisis heightens.  Which is precisely when random thoughts start swarming my head reminding me of everything I may have done or said wrong that day, or any day, for that matter, from the past 26 years.  I start looking down at this whole mess of my life and I start to panic and wonder how I can fix everything and somehow do the impossible and be perfect and fix everything and never do anything wrong again in my entire life.  But, its all rubbish.  Everything we can try to create is ugly in comparison with what God creates.  Take our most complex creation like a modern marvel or a bridge--ugly, lifeless, pretty much one dimensional.  Look at a tree, which God, in His wisdom has created.  It is beautiful, vibrant, it has life.  Amazing.  Incomprehensible. Beautiful. 

When I start freaking out about life, I've been reminded to look up.  To look past all of the man made garbage, the world we've created for ourselves.  I see massive clouds racing by and I realize that they are huge and I small, teeny.  I realize that God can make the clouds move across the face of the earth and sky.  I realize that I cannot.  I realize that I cannot control anything.  I remember the character of my God and that He created me and loves me.  I realize that He knows my frame and remembers that I am but dust.  And then I realize that I don't need to do much.  Just keep breathing and trusting Him.  He loves me.  I'm listening.  He will lead.


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