(How's THAT for an opening line? Go big or go home, right? Ha!)
This week there were a few things I was working through, and in the midst of trying to wrap my mind around a couple of small issues, I was sort of slammed with a last minute, but important assignment for one of my classes. As a result, I found myself facedown, in a heap of tears on one of my best friends counters. In talking with my friend, I realized that the few small things I was working through in my mind were really stemming from something bigger--something I'm not going to share in this forum--but a definite heart issue. However, and I know I'm being ambiguous here, none of it was really that big of a deal. Small issues that I made big because sometimes, when I'm hit with a bunch of little things, I don't know how to sort it all out in my head. Pair that with lack of sleep, and ahem let's just say hormonal fluctuations, and ultimately a train wreck ensues.
The next morning, after a semi-decent night sleep, clearer thinking emerged and I realized how silly it was to fall apart over things that were just not going my way. (I know we've probably all been there, but it was somewhat embarrassing once I realized how foolish I must have looked--thankfully my friend is someone I trust with my heart; I assure you, I wasn't judged.)
After a little prayer, and a little bible reading, I came to the conclusion that when I go into freak out mode, it would be great to have an escape hatch!
Every little thing is gonna be okay.
Sometimes standing back from my "problems" and taking a look at the bigger picture helps me gain better perspective. Yes, some of the things that wreck my heart are truly heart-wreck worthy, but not everything that steals my attention is worth the time. And let's face it, I'm blessed. In the grand scheme of things, I know I'm loved by an excellent man; our marriage is solid. I have three healthy, smart, and kind kids. We are rich in love, and we are making ends meet as well. I have the truest, most wonderful women to call friends.
Every little thing is gonna be okay.
At the age of 40 I can fully admit I have a flair for the dramatic. I am passionate and expressive, and I'm not going to apologize for it, it's who I am. However, I can temper the way I respond to the small stuff, and that's just the point of this blog post. So, I texted my precious friend, and told her that when I start to obsess over small things that I need her to remind me that every little thing is gonna be okay. My escape hatch.
Heavenly Father, help me to remember that there are people who are really, truly suffering out there. Cause my focus to be on helping those people along their journey, and not on myself and my momentary, and small issues. Help me to remember that you are the absolute best sounding board, that you want me to come to you with all of my heart, and that you always accept me with open arms. Ultimately, help me to remember that you care, and that you have it all under control. In Jesus name, amen.
2 friends commented here!:
I think we women tend to do just that.....stress over every little thing until we take the time to really think it over and pray about it and see that it will really be fine! I'm 59 and my husband says I still have a very dramatic personality! huh??? :)
Share faith, Offer prayer, Gather hope.
Keep gathering. All those little things turn into a better understanding of yourself and others. They aren't wasted. Little isn't bad. Big isn't bad. Not recognizing that there is an issue, now that's bad. Not going to God, not getting out of the pit, whether deep or shallow, is bad.
You're just gathering a bunch of hope flowers, so you can give someone a grand bouquet one day.
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