Are we living by what we know? Or are we living by the emotions of I want? I think? I feel?
When my mind wanders, I start stirring my stuff. After a while, I can’t separate the good stuff from the bad stuff. In my mind, the bad stuff gets worse and the good stuff disappears and all I can think about is how awful my life is.
I dwell on bad memories, feel sorry for myself and wonder why no one else wants to listen to my stuff. When I think of my stuff, I get mad, angry and depressed, —-so I think of my stuff some more—- so that I can feel worse and enjoy my little pity party.
But when I go to heaven, I have to leave my stuff here. I might as well unload now.
Lord, here is my………
I prayed mightily for Jesus to heal my husband but instead, he taught me that there is life in the midst of death.
The Bible says: this day I set before you, life and death, the blessings and the curses; therefore, choose life, that you and your descendants may live. (Deuteronomy 30:19, MSG)
My husband did die, but now he lives with Jesus Christ, and someday, I will see him again.
Oh, I was DAZED for a while, but the life that I live now is the life that God gave me and I choose to rejoice in it. We have a choice. How then shall we live?