I woke up this morning feeling anxious. Today is a big day...we are going to get our physicals for the adoption, and we are talking with two highly respected physicians about specific special needs our little girl may come home with. This is a big day for me. My head knows that I can trust Jesus in all of this, but my tummy doesn't! I would like to know what I could do to get the rest of my body to come in line with what my head already knows...everything is gonna be ok! So, I ask myself...what does my heart say? As I delve deeper into my crazy world and really listen to my internal self talk, I realize that I am a Chatty Cathy deep down inside! And most of what I keep hearing is a repetitive "what if?" "What if" we don't get the answers we want...what if our tests come back and we have an underlying sickness we didn't know about...what if the doctor refuses to sign our report and we have to find another doctor??? Excuse me while I scream.....
All of these what if's actually equal out to one thing. Worry. God has not brought me to this place in my life for me to be consumed with the what-if-worries. He has brought me here to realize that I can correct that inner dialogue going on inside of me with the truth of His word. What a thought! So my challenge to myself is to dig into His word and find some nuggets of truth for my inner Chatty Cathy to start talking about. And I have one for her right off the bat..."God has not given me the spirit of fear but of power and of love and a sound mind!" Now that is pabulum for the soul...
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