I sat at my spot at the table, alone in the kitchen, and smiled. Part of me was wanting to laugh and part was wanting to cry. The irony was not lost on me as I read the first sentence of the first verse from my devotional for the day (Sunday January 5th) – this day.
A day where if it could go wrong, it did. A day where you just want the morning of getting ready for church to go smoothly, for once. (Is it wrong/uncommon to have the expectation of a quiet, calm, even worshipful time while preparing to go to God’s house?)
To top it off, my tummy was not happy with the food I gave it the night before – a real downer as I’d spent a few hours preparing a large enough batch to have “healthy” lunches all week… *sigh*
Yes, my frustration level was at a high. Inwardly I was a yelling tornado. Outwardly, I was trying to stay quiet so as not to say snippy remarks or anything else I’d regret. That’s when I came to that wonderful verse.
“And let the peace that comes from Christ rule in your hearts.” (Colossians 3:15 )
“Peace from Christ”. He has it to give, will I accept it? Accept I can’t manufacture this peace on my own?
Immediately the end of Matthew chapter 11 came to mind, “Come to Me” Jesus said. There aren’t any conditions attached. Not “when you have life sorted out” or “when the kids have finally settled” ha ha! No, there are no conditions. Count me in!
“Come to Me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens” – check another box for me! I was feeling like I had to carry more than I ought, more than I should. “I will give you rest.” (Matthew 11:28-29)
Some days He [blatantly] provides the right verse at the right time, and I’m so very thankful that He uses His Word to draw us in practical ways back to Himself. May I continue to come to Him and His Word!