Sometimes the precariousness of the bubble in which this old Boomer resides keeps me up at night. I am one pinprick away from ugly, mean, scary, desperate, depressing, unsolvable trouble.
Some of the possible punctures are beyond my control; some are not, to a certain extent. I can’t do much about the weather, other people’s choices, or the inevitability of age.
But I still can do something about me in this crazy Boomer Bubble:
- Let go of worrying about when trouble is coming, for it will never take me alone. (1 Peter 5:7)
- Read the Bible. I read Job 38-41 to remind myself who will be with me when trouble knocks
Last week, a pastor ended the sermon by repeating several times the Lord’s direction to Peter, when Peter wondered about what was going to happen to him: You Follow Me. That’s such good advice for a seasoned citizen in uncertain times!
I need God’s help in taking my eyes off my own problems in order to look with compassion on the truly desperate. In the Beatitudes, Jesus described a kind of upside-down kingdom that elevates the poor, those who mourn, the justice-makers and peace-makers, and those who show mercy. ~ Philip Yancey: Praying All the Way to the Bank