Call the Cops!
I need to be arrested. I have been stealing. Not only have I been stealing, but I have been letting others steal my joy. It’s no ones fault but my own. I can identify it, I just don’t seem to be able to do anything about it. So much of it is just the way I am wired.
For as long as I can remember I have approached everything in life “beginning with the end in mind”. Not only do I go directly to the end, I usually ask “what is the worst thing that can happen”? I am a certified, card carrying member and president of the “worst case scenario” club. I like to know what the worst is so I can anticipate and plan for it. I don’t think that is the problem. The real issue is when you stay there. You live in that. It consumes you and becomes the focus of your attention and thoughts.
In the meantime your joy, your moment, your life goes on right in front of you.
I am learning to live in the moment. I know my life would be so much more enjoyable if I would. The reality is that even if I know the worst case scenario, often there is not a darn thing I can do about it. I can only control here and now. What I do in this moment might even effect my “worst case”.
Lord grant me your patience and wisdom. There is a reason why you don’t give us the entire story and why the outcome is often never what we predicted. Your story is better anyway.
“Miracle of the Moment” by Steven Curtis Chapman