I have plenty of reason, as do most of us, to worry, overthink and wear myself out going over and over possibilities and fears and what-ifs and making any attempt to control my situations, both in personal and work life. What I’ve found though is that I am a mess and cannot (nor really should) try to figure it all out on my own.
Today as we scooted into a tight booth at the local Mexican restaurant, my back was to an overhead speaker for music and the large flat screen television that was on as well. I often find that I have a hard time with background noise and overlapping sounds….I cannot block them out. Its an attention thing, or a super sensitive ears thing, or just an introvert who prefers the silence. I was annoyed and promptly announced that I would have to ask them to turn one or the other off or down. But as I sat and “listened” it occurred to me. It sounded too familiar.
That overlap of sounds, noise, music, words (and in this case all in another language – Spanish) sounded too familiar. Because that craziness, that crowded sound of excess, is what I hear and feel and think ALL. THE. TIME.
Now, I don’t mean to say I hear Spanish television or music playing in my head (although for the record, I do really enjoy the music!) but more like the chaos. Too much. So many thoughts, worries, plans, ideas, projects, should-haves, could-haves, apologies never spoken, fears and all out shutting down. I feel without purpose, without plan for my “career”, what I am supposed to do. I hear lots of ideas and sense things seem to fit, but nothing jumps out. Writing/speaking, making tshirts, cooking for a job, nursing (I mean I’m halfway to certification with experience), farming (how do we continue what we do now without going broke? Will we continue? Do I stay to help or get a job?) Paint, build a barn, feed kids, tend to brokenhearted, become a teacher, go back to school, pursue more graphic design work, give photography one final hurrah before letting it go completely.
THIS IS MY BRAIN …. And that doesn’t even include my fears about Jeff’s health, our future in farming, Addison, our home, our parents, success in parenting and guiding with grace, providing a Christian enough life and model for her….or for anyone.
I have felt like a wreck. Why can’t I get it together?
I don’t believe I am alone. I mean, a good bulk of mothers or women probably feel this all the time too. (Men, too of course!) Why?! Why can’t I settle down? Why can’t I tune it out?
I’ve tried prayer, music, sleeping it off, staying busy, and that option of shutting down.
Then there’s the guilt that compounds when I do any of those things.
“Take care of yourself.”
“Make time for rest.”
“Let God and let go.”
Yep.
All wonderful words and intentions. And I’m trying. It’s the trying.
It’s TRYING.
Does that make any sense?
The more I TRY TO STOP IT OR SLOW IT DOWN, the worse it gets.
A vicious cycle for sure.
Now, I’ve been here before. I’ve felt this and prayed. And God has answered. And calmed and healed me. But I’m silly. I’m weak. I just keep coming back to it…FEAR.
Maybe its my overall need to control. He must sit up there watching me fumble and flail and wonder why in the world I don’t just stop and chill and remember instead his faithfulness.
God will not leave us or forsake us. (that’s in the Bible, I should know where, but for now just trust me!) He has prompted me to do so many things that I have pushed down and away for so long. Creatively I am out of fuel. My pitcher is empty, so there’s nothing left to pour out. I knew this could happen and tried plenty to keep it from happening, but it did anyway.
That’s just it. The sound. The anxiety. The world. The people, the stress, the fear, the control.
ITS ALL HIS.
It may not make sense. To me. To those I love. To the world.
What is true and right doesn’t change even when or if I’m not looking or listening or doing that dreaded shutting down…because HE IS GOOD.
I am empty, but He isn’t.
I am out of control, but He isn’t.
The world will buzz and shout and cause fear. Because the enemy likes it that way.
But God sees us. He does.
AND HE IS IN CONTROL.
THERE IS HOPE IN THAT.
I know that and hope you know it.
May we pray together?
Dear Heavenly Father,
We are weak, but you are not. You are the Living God who sees all and knows all and will hold us in love and peace, calming all our fears and anxieties. You have given us your Son and salvation and we know you are faithful even when we don’t even have the energy to reach out. May you hold us and keep us and remind us how very much in control YOU are?
Thank you God for words and whispers and prayer. We ask that you will bring the peace that surpasses all understanding and guidance. So that we may allow the noise to hush and your answers to become obvious. In your Holy name we pray, Amen.