Be anxious for nothing…part 2

My last post was a lament about the anxiety I was experiencing and the feeling of despair I was starting to allow to overwhelm me.

Last week was overwhelming. But looking this past Sunday at the prospect of my schedule this week caused me to throw my hands up and cry out “How am I going to get all this done?”

In my quiet time on Monday I prayed that God would help me to find the time to do all I had to do this week. I asked him to show me the important things, the “good things” as Mary chose in the story of Mary and Martha. SLL-Ch-12-Verse-Graphic

I long to hear Jesus say about me “… but only one thing is needed. Lynn (Mary) has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.” Luke 10:42

Somehow, though, I just didn’t see that happening. I know that the good He wants me to choose is time with Him. Time reflecting on how I fit into His plan. How I am supposed to live His plan in my life.

But, there’s that list.

All those things.

Sunday is family time.

Monday there’s basketball to work.

Tuesday I teach my college class.

And on it goes.

Then God steps in. He hears my cry. He provides my way to Him.

He gives me a snow day.1501918

In Florida.

Only God.

So, I will enjoy the day away from students tomorrow.

But I more importantly will enjoy my with my Father. My Abba.

I just keep hearing the voice in my head “Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.” Philippians 4:6.

Don’t ever think God doesn’t hear our cries.

After all, He gave me a snow day!


Be anxious for nothing…

It’s been one of those weeks.

Too much on the to do list. Too little time to get everything in.

As Monday gives way to Tuesday and Tuesday turns in to Wednesday, it begins.

I don’t even know how to describe it. I just recognize it’s signs and know that my usual calm is gone.

444121_open_bible_2I try to read my Bible. I want to hear God’s voice. But the focus to do this is more than I can muster right now.

So I quote scripture. I say verses from childhood. Recall passages of comfort. I look for the verses about anxiety and I cling to them.  The words and the rhythm help. But, still,

I cant’ breathe.

The walls are closing in.

Nothing’s wrong.

Everything I needed to do has been accomplished.

But there is this gnawing deep in the pit of my stomach.

I just want to scream at the top of my lungs and cry out to someone.



Will he hear me? Will he listen? Does he care?

Then these verses pop in my head. And I know, he hears. He cares. He promises he is with me. He is my protector.

Mother Swan and chicksYou who sit down in the High God’s presence,
spend the night in Shaddai’s shadow,
Say this: “God, you’re my refuge.
I trust in you and I’m safe!”
That’s right—he rescues you from hidden traps,
shields you from deadly hazards.
His huge outstretched arms protect you—
under them you’re perfectly safe;
his arms fend off all harm.
Fear nothing—not wild wolves in the night,
not flying arrows in the day,
Not disease that prowls through the darkness,
not disaster that erupts at high noon.
Even though others succumb all around,
drop like flies right and left,
no harm will even graze you.
You’ll stand untouched, watch it all from a distance,
watch the wicked turn into corpses.
Yes, because God’s your refuge,
the High God your very own home,
Evil can’t get close to you,
harm can’t get through the door.
He ordered his angels
to guard you wherever you go.
If you stumble, they’ll catch you;
their job is to keep you from falling.
You’ll walk unharmed among lions and snakes,
and kick young lions and serpents from the path. Psalm 91:1-13

Psalm 91.4I read this passage again tonight and I know. God’s got me. The world can’t have me. He protects me. He loves me and I am his.


I close with this:

“Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.” Philippians 4:6

Finding My Center

“The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.” Psalm 18:2


What a great verse to start 2014 with.

In a year when my heart’s desire is to find my center. To be at peace. What better place to be.

Than in the refuge of the Rock.

My God.

My fortress.

No matter what the world may throw at me.

He is my rockImage

No matter how hard the days.

He is my fortress.

When I am discouraged, he is my refuge.

My center.



 “If it is possible, as far as it depends on you (me), live at peace with everyone.” Romans 12:18

Peace. Refuge. Fortress. Rock.

Not just words anymore.



I want these for myself.

For those I love.

If I want them for those around me, I must first posses them myself.

This is the year.

As Ann Voskamp says “Word in. Work out. Work plan.”


Father, I give my all to you.

Lead me.

Day by day.

Moment by moment.