Where we put our focus is where our thoughts dwell. I remember that even as a little girl, I tended to dwell on sadness. I would think of the plight of homeless animals, or bullied children, or unachievable dreams. And I would walk down the street crying. I am not kidding. I remember at age 5 walking down the street crying, thinking my melancholy thoughts of the sorrows of the world, when I saw a neighbor. I quickly gulped down my tears till I passed him, and then began crying again. I have always carried the weight of the world's sorrow in my heart.
Yesterday, I was driving and the same thing happened. I confess, this is not a rare event. It has happened since I was a little girl. I started thinking of all the sadness and hopeless situations in my world, and began sobbing. And then, a Christian song came on the radio, "I will lift my eyes to my maker..." and my focus shifted to God. I dried my eyes, blew my nose, and thought while God may have given me a heart that is soft enough to perpetually mourn, He probably didn't want me spending my life mourning. Instead, I think He was reminding me to lift my eyes and put my focus on God. I can no more carry the weight of the worlds' sorrows than I can heal them....but He can. He can!!
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Psalm 121:1-3
I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.
My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth.
He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.
Ephesians 2:14
Christ is our peace.
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