Trouble

Though, as I am sitting here on a warm, sunny spring day, I am coming to think that it isn’t so much the things, as it is what I make of them.

My life is a complete disaster. But then, I ALWAYS think it is a complete disaster. I am beginning to understand the problem isn’t my life - it’s ME!

I seem to have a knack for blowing any little difficulty up into a major crisis. I am real good at jumping to the conclusion that the end of the world is at hand just because I can’t get the peanut butter open.

At the moment, we are having some problems.

The seem huge.

(Quite a bit more serious than an inability to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich). And at times they seem almost overwhelming (and way too much to get into here). But my faith flies out the window, I am sure God has abandoned us, if he is there at all, and all is lost.

But it is all a matter of perspective, isn’t it.

From where I sit, our life seems to be flying apart. Nothing is going right, and it looks like a house of cards about to come crashing down. And there is little me, looking up at this mountain of trouble about to come crushing down on us.

But God looks down from heaven, and he is so much greater than all things, my mountain of trouble is barely a speck to him. A speck he can flick away with his little finger.

Of course, I am an even SMALLER speck.

The wonder is, he loves me anyway, as small and insignificant as I am.

Anyway, I hope I am coming to see that when life seems to be about to overwhelm me, God is always, always greater.

And what I need to do is turn my thoughts away from my troubles, and turn to him. Trust in his love and care. Trust in his goodness.

Trust in his power.

Know that God is good. His power is above all things, and his love endures forever.