Well, I’m obviously not a very good blogger. I have a bunch of posts in various stages of draft that I don’t know when I will finish. I like the idea of a blog but then I wonder if it is even a worthwhile use of my time. Will anyone even read it? Does what I write matter?
I am distracted by news that I am trying very hard not to watch, and social media that I am trying to keep up with all while adding new platforms that I’m not sure I need.
I have a list a mile long of tasks around the house needing my attention, but I’d rather distract myself with scribbles of new dreams, ideas, and plans in my notebooks.
I worry about my health and my husband’s health and our finances and my nation and the future for my children and grandchildren.
I am fighting the phantoms of fear and doubt and anger, and clinging to faith in my God who has told me not to fear or doubt or be angry, because He is trustworthy and faithful and mighty and just. I am subduing the demons in praise and resolve. God reminds me to be still, to make room for Him, to not grow weary in doing good but to rest in Him, to focus on following him and sharing the Gospel that Jesus is the answer to it ALL, and that He will take care of the rest.
I am desperate for shalom. Peace.
Matthew 6: 33 But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you.