I was having some quiet time with my dog, Maggie, petting her and letting her lick my hands and at first I was trying to let go of the stress that was mounting on my shoulders by not thinking about anything important. Then I started thinking about my coming graduation, the application I put in at that daycare I really want to work at, and the fact that I HAVE to get a job. I'm dreading it, working every day, all day. I can do daycare, I've had experience in that area, but I might not be able to get a job at a daycare. I might have to work at a food place, or as a cashier, or something. I am an extreme introvert, and the idea of working at any of those places is incredibly stressful. It's gotten to the point where I don't like talking about the near future unless it's about marriage and babies.
So I was beginning to worry again, afraid of the kind of jobs I would have to work at and apply for, and how long I might have to live alone and single before I ever find the elusive one. (my true love) Then I realized that I was worrying and that's a sin because God says not to worry. And I realized that I was afraid and that too is a sin because He says "do not fear" for He is the Lord. That is when I began to cry, because again I was worried and I was fearful, when I should only fear the Lord. I apologized, and He forgave. I asked for strength because I am not strong enough to concur my fears alone, and He gave it to me. I reminded myself of the divine majesty of our God, and I love Him and I fear Him. I gave up my worries and fears to Him, and I will continue to do so when they come back. Over and over again I will give my burdens to Him, because He told me to. Because He loves me. That made me cry, and even now just telling you about it threatens to make the tears return.
Our God is an awesome God! May all glory, honor, and praise go to Him! Amen.