I needed this weekend to be good. I needed to relax and recoop from the week which was full of sick kids, sick me, a bit of stress at work, lots of driving and other stuff.
Let’s just say that things didn’t work out.
So, here I am at noon on Sunday. I have half a day left to salvage this weekend. Its not going to be relaxing and all that. I’ve just come to accept that. I’ve spent a good part of the weekend being straight up depressed and hard on myself. I’ve been anxious and psychosomatically sick to my stomach. What do I do?
I think its time to roll up my sleeves and just deal. Here is my solution:
Come, ye sinners, poor and needy,
Weak and wounded, sick and sore;
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love and power.
Come, ye thirsty, come, and welcome,
God’s free bounty glorify;
True belief and true repentance,
Every grace that brings you nigh.
Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
Lost and ruined by the fall;
If you tarry till you’re better,
You will never come at all.
Let not conscience make you linger,
Not of fitness fondly dream;
All the fitness He requireth
Is to feel your need of Him.
I will arise and go to Jesus,
He will embrace me in His arms;
In the arms of my dear Savior,
O there are ten thousand charms.
Every minute that I walk about in this self-induced hysteria, I am telling a lie about God. Granted, I think a lot of my problems really are caused by whacked out brain chemistry, however, there are times, as I go throughout the day, when I sense a choice before me- to continue to wallow or to roll up my sleeves and get busy being better. When THAT choice is before me, I must cling to Jesus and tell the world the truth about Him. In Him, I have nothing to fear. Even in the midst of the storm, He is there. He calms the storm and then asks us why we doubted him.
agirlinprogress said,
January 3, 2008 at 10:06 pm
I think this is a battle many of us face. I know I do. Thanks for sharing!