I think I think too much...
I read into things.
I overanalyze things.
In my mind I start to play out the worst case scenario.
Negative thoughts rush in.
I begin to lose self-confidence and slowly slip into the pit of despair.
Ah! But wait. Then Jesus reaches down, pulls me out of that pit and reminds me that I am His child, and that none of His children are insignificant.
HE LOVES ME!
What a wonderful thing it is to be loved by the Creator of this world.
What a wonderful thing it is to know that He never has, and never will forget about me.
What a wonderful thing it is to have Jesus as your best friend.
Hmmm, what interesting things come to mind when you allow yourself to think.
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Hey! Just wanted to say I like your blog :)
Hey! Hmm, good question :) I didn't even realize I was writing so much about death. So I wouldn't really say that I'm afraid of issues around death. I mean, of course I'm a little afraid of dying - but that's only natural.
I think it's more that I'm mystified by it, or trying to put the pieces of the puzzle together. I don't completely understand it, so I try to, and that's why I write about it, if that makes sense?
Thanks for the comment! :)
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