i think of all the ways that i worry. i think of the fears i've had over the past 20 years. i think it was vonnegut who said the things we fear, mostly never come to pass. that which we have to worry about, we never thought to imagine. so why be afraid? that which we fear mostly doesn't come to pass, and that which deserves our concern we can't even imagine...
while reading something from emmett fox, he wrote that we should not search our minds for something to worry about. should something arise, then we can lend our attention. i know i do that, i'll search my mind... 'what was it that i was thinking/worrying about?' the things i worry about are mostly imagined...
these days i have been wanting to be present. to see and experience what is. see what that looks like, what that feels like. be present in my own life, my own days, my own moments. and not to worry or think up my imagined concerns... what a waste of time. doesn't Jesus say something about the lilies of the field...
... consider the lilies of the field,
how they grow;
they toil not, neither do they spin:
and yet I say unto you,
that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field,
which to day is , and to morrow is cast into the oven,
shall she not much more clothe you...
the passage then asks the questions 'o ye of little faith?'
i am sometimes comforted by thinking of the lilies of the field, they are quite cute and free swaying in the breeze. and, i have been disturbed when asked about my faith. i get to thinking that my fear says to me that i have no faith, this disturbs me, no faith and i am afraid. is there any hope for me?
fox says even to pray shows enough faith. the thought to bother to pray shows there is some faith, somewhere. so even if i have a little faith, that is enough...
some people believe in God and some don't. thing is, we all worry. it's in our interest to find comfort and belief that we are well, in spite of our concerns... finding a way to be well in the midst of our concerns is worth the effort. scripture comforts some, a good novel comforts another, a nice cool dip in the pool helps more than a wee bit. ...just saying.
while reading something from emmett fox, he wrote that we should not search our minds for something to worry about. should something arise, then we can lend our attention. i know i do that, i'll search my mind... 'what was it that i was thinking/worrying about?' the things i worry about are mostly imagined...
these days i have been wanting to be present. to see and experience what is. see what that looks like, what that feels like. be present in my own life, my own days, my own moments. and not to worry or think up my imagined concerns... what a waste of time. doesn't Jesus say something about the lilies of the field...
... consider the lilies of the field,
how they grow;
they toil not, neither do they spin:
and yet I say unto you,
that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field,
which to day is , and to morrow is cast into the oven,
shall she not much more clothe you...
the passage then asks the questions 'o ye of little faith?'
i am sometimes comforted by thinking of the lilies of the field, they are quite cute and free swaying in the breeze. and, i have been disturbed when asked about my faith. i get to thinking that my fear says to me that i have no faith, this disturbs me, no faith and i am afraid. is there any hope for me?
fox says even to pray shows enough faith. the thought to bother to pray shows there is some faith, somewhere. so even if i have a little faith, that is enough...
some people believe in God and some don't. thing is, we all worry. it's in our interest to find comfort and belief that we are well, in spite of our concerns... finding a way to be well in the midst of our concerns is worth the effort. scripture comforts some, a good novel comforts another, a nice cool dip in the pool helps more than a wee bit. ...just saying.
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