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
My friend, you have such a gift at putting down clearly and beautifully the swirl of thoughts going around inside my poor confused head. Thank you for sharing your artwork and your thoughts. Is that beautiful owl for sale? I want him!!