Friday, April 18, 2008
prayer
Again today I was worrying. I was worry worry worry worrying...the kind where your mind circles and circles and leaves you spinning on the inside. And I finally remembered to pray...so I did...it wasn't eloquent. It sounded a lot like my worrying only now I was involving God. And then the phone rang. I let it go to voicemail cause I was praying...and then I decided to take a small nap...to rest my mind. Woke up and checked my voicemail and I don't know for sure but my prayer may have been answered. I will know tomorrow. Either way...I know that I can trust God.
I am just so reminded of how much prayer matters.
Philippians 4 near the beginning of the chapter (that would be in the Bible if you aren't a Bible person) talks about praying and about the peace God brings that goes beyond understanding when we take our "stuff" to Him.
Check it out if you want.
So Much to Love
I love people. I love bright eyes. I love my sons, Judah & Lucas. I love laughing. I love my ringtone. I love love. I love Jesus. I love tattoos. I love milk. I love creative expression. I love smiles. I love Philippians. I love bridges. I love my house and haven. I love a rainy night. I love doing nothing. I love almonds and banana chips. I love music. I love cowboy hats. I love Anna Maria Island. I love (diet) dr.pepper. I love a good story. I love wildflowers. I love to fly. I love rod iron. I love babies. I love going to the movies. I love midnight. I love allegra. I love sunsets. I love long kisses. I love the color red. I love starshollow. I love community. I love doing life with friends. I love witty banter. I love jessilynn.com. I love my family. I love pretty things. I love cruisin' with my girls. I love remembering when. I love authentic individuals. I love hot tamales. I love when kids giggle. I love Lance. I love bonfires. I love finding people I thought I'd lost. I love yard sales. I love tacobell. I love seeing people do good. I love violins and steel guitar. I love driving to the airport. I love seeing people around me succeed at their dreams. I love being included. I love flipflops. I love blogging. I love long talks. I love dreaming.
1 comment:
Great post, Jamie... Thanks! I'm never not pleasantly surprised at the power that even a quick "serenity prayer" has to ground and re-center me when I start to spin up. I just have to remember that hard part of momentarily stepping away, taking a deep breath, closing my eyes, and simply saying it. ;) It works!
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