The funny thing about stress is that is comes upon you like a freight train. I personally have never been hit by a freight train, but I imagine it's something very similar. I try and plan things out in my head, I write them down, write reminders on sticky's, constantly think about them but all of a sudden here I am sitting in a coffee shop at eleven o'clock at night, with a knot in my stomach, stressed.
When I said earlier that there is a funny thing about stress {I lied}. There is nothing funny about stress. It's overwhelming. It rearranges our priorities, consumes our thoughts, triggers our emotions, and temporarily ruins our lives.
I register for spring classes next week. That's where my stress stems from. I'm not too sure why, but I think it may has everything to do with the uncertainty of the future.
I was reminded of this at Journey this weekend. God is so big. If you ever think you know what's going on, just read Job 38, it'll slap you right across the face. But that's the amazing part; that we can be so helpless, but have complete trust in such a big God. This summer, my mom and her mom were talking about the future and my grandma said, "I just think God is going to take care of me." She was right.
Know this; God will take care of you, even when you can't take care of yourself.
Stressed, rested, peaceful, crying, dazed, and lost; you have an uncontrollable force of love and mercy ready to take care of you.
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