ISAIAH 61:1-4

ISAIAH 61:1-4

The Spirit of the Lord is upon me and has anointed me to
Preach the good news to the poor. .
Bind up the brokenhearted,
Proclaim freedom for the captives,
Proclaim release from darkness for the prisoners,
Comfort all who mourn
Provide for those who grieve in Zion to bestow on them
The oil of gladness for mourning
And a garment of praise for a spirit of heaviness

Saturday, January 26, 2008

Why should I worry or fret?


Tuesday night was a full moon. I've always believed that the phases of the moon have an effect on human emotion. I was in a blue funk most of the week...over nothing in particular, everything in general.

Surfing about various blogs tonight, it seem that an inordinate amount of people were reporting bad moods, dreary days, disappointment at events, and distressing emotions.

Last weekend was glorious. I was happy, elated even, with life, with God, with everything and everyone. By Tuesday, I was in a blue funk and have had a hard time pulling out of it. More so than usual. (I am also talking to the Doctor on Monday about the effect of Femara on my mood swings.)

"Gloriousness and wretchedness need each other. One inspires us, the other softens us." It's a Pema Chodron quote. She's Buddist, of course, but the idea isn't un-Christian although stated differently.

I'm reminded of the song: "In Everything, Give Him Thanks" (I just looked it up and to my amazement, it's written by Lanny Wolfe.) I couldn't find a sound bite to connect so the words will have to suffice:

Chorus 1
In everything give Him thanks
Give Him thanks
In everything give thanks
Give Him thanks
In the good times praise His name
In the bad times do the same
In everything give the King of kings
All the thanks

Verse 1
With all the good things
That had come His way
It's no wonder
You could hear Job say
The Lord giveth and He taketh away
I'll give Him thanks
But when the tables were all turned around
And Job's world came crashing down
His faith in God caused Job to say
I'll still give Him thanks

Verse 2
When trouble comes
And there's no one around
Satan tries to tell me
That God's let me down
Through ev'ry dark hour
The best thing I've found
Is to give God the thanks
For He has never never
Failed me yet
So why should I start now
To worry or fret
In eve'rything I won't ever forget
To give God the thanks

Misc 1 (ENDING)
King of kings all the thanks
In ev'rything give the King
Of kings all the thanks
So, today, I'm thankful that it's all in God's hands: my life, my health, my moods swings and all of the irritating trivia that attempts to derail me!


Pastor Phylis

1 comment:

  1. I've been kind of gloomy too, PJ.

    I tagged you for a fun meme :) Take your time, no rush, if you decide to do it :)


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