I am sure you have started out some days full of energy only to find yourself dragging in the afternoon? That happened to me today. Waiting too long to eat, racing around and when I finally did stop to have lunch, it was too late. I wanted to gulp the bottle of Advil...all 100 pretty, little, green gelcaps!
I don't know why we do this...to ourselves! And so I give my mom a call and we meet at Starbucks for some caffeine and a chat. I slurped up lovingly my non-fat, no whip, extra hot, peppermint mocha and prayed for a quick relief. I did pop some Advil, but only two, mind you!
As I dispelled the stressful thoughts (unleashed on my poor mother's ear), I felt the calm return. Sanity began to take over. The mind started to clear.
You know how the body miraculously heals itself when you scrape a knee or get a paper cut? My mind went to work trying to heal the damage from a stressful morning. And gratefully, my morning devotion came back to me. Thank you, Pastor Joel! Here is the short version:
God does not claim to be the God-of-What-Was or the God-of-What-Might-Be. He is the God-I-Am. RIght now. Not yesterday. Not tomorrow. He is Enough for Today. This Minute. Right Now.
That's better than a mocha any day.
Dear God, I really and truly love You. It is amazing to me that I can call Your Name and You are the same every time. You are always there. You accept me right where I am. It doesn't matter where I am, I can call on You. I don't have to make an appointment, wait for an opening, try back later, be put on hold. Thank You for your blessings. Thank You for life, my family, a peaceful home. Thank You for being You. (Between You and me, I like the mochas too.) Amen. ~Me