Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Over-Active Imagination

{Cue Worriers Anonymous Meeting}

Hi.  I'm Rachel.  (Now you say, "Hi Rachel".)  And I'm a worrier.  I've been struggling with worry since I was born.  And even though, sometimes I have tried to deny it, I am facing my addiction. 

Ok.  So, apparently, in addition to being a worrier, I'm also crazy.  Let's jump right in!

Back-story:  I have always had a pretty active imagination.  Some might go as far as to say that it could be categorized as "over-active".  *cough* Thomas! *cough*  And I would not disagree with him.  Thomas knows more about this part of me than anyone else.  Oh that you could be a fly on the wall as I recount the previous night's extremely weird and vivid dreams to him over the breakfast table.  It's pretty weird.  And if he were sitting right next to me, he would be rolling his eyes and saying something to the effect of, "Pretty weird?!  Now that's an understatement!"

My "over-active" imagination can be hilarious and fun sometimes.  But it can also be a big, ginormous pain in the butt.  It doesn't just extend to silly, fun things.  Oh no!  My imagination has a dark side too.  It wonderfully allows me to imagine every single bad thing that could ever possibly happen in life.  And it even sometimes delves into the magical world of things that couldn't possibly occur.  And it never stops.

I am a compulsive worrier.  And a lot of times, I've told myself that that's just how I am.  I can't help it.  But that's not true.

"So do not worry, saying, 'what shall we eat?' or 'what shall we drink?' or 'what shall we wear?'  For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father know that you need them.  But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.  Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself.  Each day has enough trouble of its own."
Matthew 6:31-34 (New International Version)

Jesus tells us not to worry.  God did not make me a worrier.  Sin makes me a worrier.  God does not want my imagination to run completely free and wild so that it wastes precious time and causes unnecessary stress.  God wants to free me from the burden of worry.  I am the one who is holding me back.  

I have seen God's hand move mightily in my life recently.  And my worrying did not cause one bit of it to come to pass.  All it does is waste time and energy.  And though worrying is a hard trench to climb out of, daily, I will remind myself that my God is the Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end.  HE has the final say in everything.  My worrying just shows my lack of faith in an ever-faithful God.

So, Hi.  My name is Rachel.  And I'm giving up my addiction to worry.

Now, I'm off to go make puppy chow.  And I absolutely must share the recipe with you tomorrow, because it is divine!  I literally think this recipe must have fallen straight from heaven!  Hehe!

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