Why is life so expensive? From a pack of gum to a tank of gas, you practically have to give an arm and a leg to get anywhere. Then at the end of the day, you might have to run some stairs just to make yourself feel better. Which is kinda weird to think about if you only have one arm and one leg hobble'n up some stairs.
Thinking about the future and what I want to do with my life, I get overwhelmed with all the financial statements I am looking at. I have come to the conclusion that my brain is in overload. I think this is why God states, Do not worry about tomorrow, because tomorrow has enough worry for itself. (Matt 6:34)
Taking care of twin four-year-olds, I have come to realize my faith is not like a child. They hold my hand as for dear life, like I can protect them from anything. They snuggle with me because I can keep them warm and safe. When they are hurt, they cry on my shoulder because they think I make them feel better. Why can I not do this with my heavenly Father? Having this same faith should be instinct. But it's not always. Then I think that this life was not cheap. Jesus gave his life on the cross for me, so why can't I lay down my life daily in thanks for what a life he has given me. Even if it means hobbling up stairs with one arm and one leg.
-Girl on a mission.
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