As I sit in the Dalton Music Library, listening to Lincoln Brewster praise God, I am struck with how peaceful I am at the moment. The first thought following that is "wow, prayer really DOES work". On my drive to kazoo, I realized how tense I was about the upcoming fall, and how I had been ignoring these thoughts, and assuming I was at peace. Before I went to Barakel this summer, I really took a lot from the book of Philippians, specifically chapter 4:6-7. It tells us not to worry about anything, but to pray to God about everything and thank him, and then you will experience peace. I really dislike being stressed, it does nothing to help school, especially with how busy it is, and it does nothing to help with my focus on God and the relationship I have with him. I've been going to bed at a decent time every night, but I've been just barely sleeping, and I wondered why. I usually knock right out, and as I pondered this, I realized I hadn't been giving up my anxious thoughts to the Lord. I've ignored them, just said they'll be taken care of when they get taken care of. What kind of thought process is that? It's lazy and selfish, I'm denying God, saying I can just not think about it. So while I haven't worried consciously, my body has been wrecked subconsciously this week.
Learning to live a disciplined life for Christ, to run the race, and finish it well. Living amongst the world, but not acting/reacting like the world.
To anyone who reads this, thank you
To anyone who prays for me, keep praying
I'm not sure of my physical path in life, but my spiritual path is being lit by Christ, and through him I can be assured and at peace.
Amen
