As of 3:00 p.m. Friday afternoon, the Holiday season arrived. I am out of school for a week in celebration of God’s faithfulness and bounty. When I return to my classroom, every human I know will be counting down the days until the famous, red-suited man, makes his appearance. As for me……..well, the sunny side of the street is somewhere I vacation and, “Bah humbug” is my refrain. The routine of everyday life may threaten another’s sense of adventure, but I like sameness, where life is scripted and predictable. While singing along with Christmas carols, I’m secretly devising ways to rise above the need for hope, and faith. (I know, I know….shame on me.) The demands of the season drag my mind far away from the Reason.
Last Sunday’s sermon from my pastor, Reverend Steve Thrasher, Greenbrier Church of the Nazarene, focused on anxiety and its destructive force over spiritual victory. I’ve read books, listened to podcasts, retreated with my girlfriends, sought respite in meditation and silence, and I’ve prayed. Last winter during Lent, I began each morning, before my head lifted off the pillow, with the words, “Give me THIS DAY, my daily bread.” (Matthew 6:11) For forty days I refused to worry about tomorrow’s possible needs and shortfalls. The scales give evidence; I did not go hungry, and I am clothed and comfortably sheltered. When Resurrection Sunday arrived, I had a new habit and God was faithful. He was with me yesterday, so I won’t revisit the past, suspiciously looking for hidden failure, and I won’t step into the place He already is, with an anxious, despairing heart.
When I arose last Sunday morning, my intention was to worship with my family/community of believers. They strengthen me with their love and support as I answer the call God gives each day. I did not expect to take anything away except the experience of basking in the intimate presence of my LORD. God had other ideas for His high-maintenance servant. Suddenly, passive attention became focused when a familiar voice said, “Anxiety begins when we minimize how great God is.” OUCH! If I minimize God, then I also shrink the power of hope, faith and grace, the very things I seek to bring to a lost world. Pastor Steve continued zinging me with his bulleted list of sermon points, “If we can’t believe that God can and will do more than get us to Heaven, then we are no better than an atheist.” (Stop now and reread the last 24 words.)
Anxiety is a subject that crosses all ethnic, socio-economic, cultural and gender boundaries. Anxiety is serious and must not be ignored. It is real, but it is a false prophet and satan is a liar who seeks to maliciously suck the life out of you. LISTEN! God does not play cruel jokes. He loves you above all else and everything He has planned and done, since time began, is for you.
I will begin this week with seven verses, the breath of God, that deliver the message/promise of Life everlasting and Peace on Earth toward all men. If you would like, check back next week for another list and don’t give up. When God’s your Father, He’s got it, and you’re going to make it.
“Therefore, I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink’ or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? Look at the birds of the air, they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your Heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?”
Matthew 6:25-26
Love,
Gretchen
Psalm 55:22
John 14:27
Hebrews 13:5-6
Zephaniah 3:17
Matthew 10:28
Psalm 34:4
Revelation 1:17