My husband in late for dinner. It’s raining, and I worry. I imagine all kinds of horrible things: heavy traffic, a horrible accident, transport to the hospital. By the time he pulls into the driveway, I’m thinking life-support.
My brain needs a minimize button.
2 Corinthians 10:5 (ESV)
We destroy arguments and every lofty opinion raised against the knowledge of God, and take every thought captive to obey Christ.
Wild thoughts try to take me captive. Instead, I click minimize and send those thoughts to an unseen corner. I clear the screen in my head to maximize a word from God.
Good morning, Lord. I sometimes get stuck in a revolving door of wrong thinking, a rut of panic, a whirl of imagined disaster. Teach me to run to the strong tower of Your Word and take protection under the umbrella of Your wisdom. There, help me breathe deeply of Your grace and strength.
Even when the situation really is dire, O God, I can trust Your plan and Your faithfulness.
