Wouldn’t it make sense to live in peace if we could?
We’ve mortgaged our futures, financed our lives and overspent our overtime. How can we ever live in peace?
I’ve been caught here before, and the swirl of emotions almost sent me over the edge.
One time I cried out, literally, on my way to work on a dreary, rainy Wet Coast, (intentional,) morning, “God I need your help!” I had banking that was coming due in the next week, and I had no means, which I could see, of meeting it. I felt the pressures stacking up on me. The future looked bleak. So I cried out again. It was dark, I was alone, and no one could see inside my car.
As I stopped the car to go to work, I felt a prompting. It was in the form of a question, “Are you okay today?” It caught me off guard because I think I was expecting some divine directive. Instead, I got a question, “Are you okay today?” I had to respond with a yes because from what I could tell my world wouldn’t fall apart until next week. Then the peace came with assurance, “If you are okay today don’t you think that I will take care of you tomorrow?”
You know? He has. He did then, and he has every day up to and including today.
He will do it for you too. Just ask.
Peace.
You don’t have to live; You get to!