I was praying the Lord's Prayer this morning, trying to ward off my mood of yesterday. The part about trespasses jumped out at me---reminding me of my need to forgive this man at church who irritates me so much. Thud. The anger fell off of my shoulders, and honestly, I felt tremendously light-hearted afterward. And while the situation might not change, my way of dealing with it (hopefully) will.
And thinking on things I need to pare down. Habits that weave their fingers into my days to the extent that I waste way too much time. Internet. Reading to the point of excess. Worrying. You get my point. I believe that the Lord would have me with a much cleaner slate. He sometimes only gets the barest corner of my slate. And even then, I seem to be able to spend hours reading, but not so much time praying. Not uncommon with Christians, but sad, nonetheless.
Deep breaths. No big changes, but small ones that should relieve some of the weight in my heart.
One of our boys sent me this text message earlier, "Relaxxx we aint in control in the first place."
Amen. (said Southern-style with a long 'a')
