My husband used to rub his palms together back and forth and exclaim, “Oh, Boy! Oh, Boy! This outta be fun!” whenever something was absolutely not going to be fun. If he were still alive his palms would have no skin left. Seriously, like they would be raw. Because? Oh, Boy! Oh, Boy! It’s been real fun as of late.
What do you do when the hits keep “a coming'”? Do you panic? Do you drink? Do you over eat? Go to bed? Drive recklessly? Make phone calls? Pop pills? I’m pretty certain I’ve done just about all of these at some point in my anxiety journey. How do you cope when life keeps throwing you one thing after another?
I look back at my husbands illness with ALS and we were never once scared. And we should have been. We weren’t. We believed God would provide every single thing we needed. He did. I can honestly say I think that is the only time in my life that I solely depended on the Lord to meet every single one of my wants, needs, desires and fears. I left it all in God’s hands.
So what do we do when we “sorta trust”? When we decide to run life our way? Trust our needs to God on a need to know basis until we need? How does that work out for us, usually? I can tell you first hand it doesn’t work LOL. Since my husband died three years ago my life has been one series of “Oh Boys” after another.
I have a myriad of theories as to why. Probably, though, the most reasonable explanation would be, “why not?” If truth be told, I haven’t left it all 100% in His hands. I have been trying to dig through the ashes of a burned down life. And every time I think I’ve rebuilt a fraction of it? Another hit. Reread what I just wrote. There was a lot of “I” in that sentence. And I have (there I go LOL) the tendency to do then tell Him about it rather than ask Him and listen. When my husband was alive I had a bounce off partner~a prayer partner a checks and balances partner. There was clarity. I think I’m forgetting that Jesus is my Bride Groom and my partner for all decisions~my all seeing.
How about you? Life whirling by? Things swirly? Have you consulted Him first? I’ve decided if I would put God first in all things I could be like good boy Henry—not a care in the world other than good company and lots of love.