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Day 13: Take Heart!


March 28, 2020


I woke up this morning thinking about time. I have so much of it now. I wish I could put the extra in a jar and save it. Maybe freeze it for way later. But if you think about it, I have the exact same amount of time I’ve always had (quantity wise). It’s just that I have more options on how to “spend it”. That’s a scary thought. I’ve rarely had extra time or money in my life. With so much uncertainty about time right now, it’s harder to decide what’s most important to do first. Decisions about money also seem unclear. I guess I’ll stick with what is normal for me. I often joke that the only 3 places I go are work, Walmart and my family’s houses. Now I’m teaching online (go me), ordering groceries online and standing on the porch of my parents’ house visiting with them through the glass door. The hardest thing, by far, are the “curbside only” visits with my grandson. At home I’m cleaning and spending time with the family. See! All (mostly) normal... But it sure doesn’t feel that way. There’s an uncertainty “in the air”. It’s hard to accept that we can’t know how this will all turn out. For us. For our family. For the world. God says we must accept being able to live only one day at a time. Ecclesiastes 3:1 says “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven.” And John 16:33 offers this comfort: “I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” So, don’t worry, take heart!❤️ Choose joy! God is in control.

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