I’ve been burdened since we arrived home from our vacation. The troubles of the world (read: politics), and things I have no control over, have weighed me down. I’ve had enough.
I take the realization to prayer: first, scribbling words in my notebook; then, setting my pen down and praying aloud. I’m reminded to set my mind on better things—to replace woe with wonder. To leave God’s business with God, and tend to my own.
And love. Most of all, love.
I sit at my desk for a time looking out the window at the snow sparkling in the sun, and the way the shadows fall on the hills on the other side of the valley. I consider the awe I felt when I’ve looked out over the turquoise Caribbean Sea, and the delight and wonder I feel when I’m up close and personal to a flower with my macro lens. Different sides of the same, beautifully created, coin.
Same God: there and here, then and now, always and forever, eternity past to eternity future. Same faithfulness and love.
And peace replaces the angst.