Stress. Something I’ve been doing all too much of recently. I was looking for a passage in my bible the other day and instead came across something i’d written alongside a verse in James. I have no idea where it came from, but it was much needed this week, and here it is:
Worry implies that we don’t quite trust that God is big enough, strong enough, powerful enough and loving enough to take care of whats happening in our lives. Stress says that the things we are involved in are important enough to merit our impatience and lack of grace. These behaviours communicate that its okay to sin, and not trust God because this stuff is somehow acceptable. Worry and stress proves arrogance. It declares our tendency to forget that we’ve been forgiven, that our lives here are brief and that we’re headed for a place where we won’t be lonely, we wont hurt or be afraid again, and in the context of Gods strength our problems are small indeed. Sometimes stress and anxiety seem easier. Easier to let the mind run wild with the worry, than to exercise discipline. But are stress and worry evidences of a soul too lazy to keep gaze fixed on God?
Stress brings no joy, but the comfort of Gods saving grace does. Lets bathe in that grace here and forever on.