My son said something funny today that got me thinking. We were talking about some little collectible figures that he treasures. He mentioned that he had lost one of his favorites. I asked, “Lost, as in ‘it’s lost in your room somewhere or lost as in ‘you took it to the park and haven’t seen it since?'”

He said, “it’s lost in my room somewhere.”

I clarified, “so it’s really just misplaced, not lost.”

He shook his head sadly, “Mom, my room is such a mess… It really IS lost.”

Having seen his room, I’m afraid I must agree.

But it got me thinking about how crazy and anxious I’ve been lately. My heart and my mind are a muddle — a mess — because of it. What gets “lost” in my mess? My trust. Anxiety takes over and I start thinking about all that I have to do to get out of this mess. I don’t stop to think about what God is planning.
A few verses really spoke to me this morning:
  • Don’t fear; for I am with you; don’t be dismayed for I am Your God; I will strengthen you; I will help you . . . Isaiah 41:10
  • . . . Being confident of this, that He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus. Phil. 1:6

and especially this one:

  • The One who calls you is faithful and He will do it. 1 Thes. 5:24.

He has called, He is faithful and He will do it! It’s not about me and what I can or can’t do. It’s about Him and what He will do. It might not be what I expect or what I want, but I know that His plans are the best. There’s that trust again! Better not lose that in the mess, again.

Those verses did a pretty good job of “spring cleaning” for me today. I can take a deep breath and remember to trust. It’s not all up to me.

Now, if I can just find that pesky toy in my son’s room.

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