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๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐ง๐ค๐ซ๐๐ง๐ฉ๐จ
๐ผ๐ฃ๐ญ๐๐๐ฉ๐ฎ
If you had known me the first 45 years of my life, you would say I was an extrovert. I loved to go places and meet people. I enjoyed conversations with people of all ages and am not sure I ever met a stranger. Yesโฆ I am that woman you see in the grocery store line making friends with the people in line around me. I talk a lot and probably share way too much in the way of being transparent. I have been okay with that because you do not have to doubt where you stand with me. I am usually blunt and to the point. I have had rough edges that needed to soften, blacks that needed to fade to greys, and words that needed to be more discerning. Some of that comes with age, some with wisdom, and most of it with life experiences.
After telling you I am an extrovert, you might find it odd that I intend to spend the next 45 years of my life as an introvert. No, I do not intend to shun people while I am waiting to check out in stores. I will not stop trying to make new friends. I probably will not stop being transparent with my life. What I will do is be more intentional with how I spend my fellowship time. I used to love large gatherings, but lately I just want to sit with a friend or two over coffee. I enjoyed visiting with people everywhere I went, but now I really want to stay home. I have always been on the lookout for a last-minute play date or event we could go to. Lately, I look forward to reading a good book with the children. Noise never bothered me; remember I have 9 children! Now I long for soft music, peaceful places, soothing things that allow me to rest. I used to invest time talking about frivolous things, now I am more heaven minded. Heaven got a lot closer when my Millie went there.
Are you wondering what brought this huge change? Obviously, some of it is grief. My tolerance level has gotten much lower. Stress builds up faster, tempers flare quicker, feelings of being overwhelmed rush in. I often think to myself why do I feel stressed? Today it hit meโฆ ANXIETY! I needed to go to the store on a Saturday afternoon. As I turned into the parking lot my stomach had knots in it. I felt pressured and confined by this busy, congested parking lot with people walking everywhere. Things were dirty, people not kind. At one point the most horrific music was playing in the electronics department when some teens got the remote, turned it all the way up and found the most offensive song they could blast. I have never seen a store employee climb the shelving so fast to yank the cord out of the wall and knock the tv off the shelf to stop the perversion. In this place there was nothing that measured up to the calm, soothing space that my mind craves.
Why do I let myself get into situations like that? Often it is outside commitments that demand attention. A school project that needed supplies, Christmas gifts that had to be purchased, decorations for an upcoming event all needed to be secured. Each very valid and needed things, yet the anxiety was so high I felt like circling the parking lot and going right back out into the main street with my van headed towards home. I resisted the urge, forcing myself to power through with sheer will. As this day ends, I am exhausted, but my anxiety attack has now subsided. If you suffer from the same issues, you might wonder how I bring things back to focus for myself?
โข ๐๐ณ๐ข๐บ๐ฆ๐ณ
โข ๐๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ณ๐ถ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ค๐ณ๐ช๐ฑ๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐บ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง
โข ๐๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ด๐ช๐ค
โข ๐๐ฐ๐ค๐ถ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ฐ๐บ, ๐ด๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข ๐ด๐ค๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฆ, ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฐ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ด๐ช๐จ๐ฏ๐ด, ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฃ๐บ
โข ๐๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ฎ๐บ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ค๐ข๐ณ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข ๐ง๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ถ๐ต๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ณ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ช๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐บ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต
Today, I simply walked through the store, not speaking to anyone.
I did not try to start a conversation, I just tried to focus on calm.
Without thinking about it at the time, I tried to follow the scripture that instructs us on how to handle our anxiety.
Philippians 4:6-8
6 Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. 7 And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
8 Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirableโif anything is excellent or praiseworthyโthink about such things.
Godโs word is real and powerful, with answers to our life problems. He cares about YOU. He cares about your family. He wants you to be filled with his peace as you journey through life.
๏ฝก๏ฝฅ:*:๏ฝฅ๏พโ
,๏ฝก๏ฝฅ:*:๏ฝฅ๏พโใ๏ฝก๏ฝฅ:*:๏ฝฅ๏พโ
๏ฝก๏ฝฅ:*:๏ฝฅ๏พโ
I still believe in Millieโs Miracle
๏ฝก๏ฝฅ:*:๏ฝฅ๏พโHebrews 11:1 ๏ฝก๏ฝฅ:*:๏ฝฅ๏พโ
๏ธตโฟ๏ธตโฟเญจโเญงโฟ๏ธตโฟ๏ธต
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