A Busy Mind
A few nights ago I laid in bed next to my husband, tucked under his arm and up against his side. I prayed into his ear, whispering words that sounded like a plea to God. He wanted to be free from his busy mind. To turn it off. Turn off the noise that robs him of the joy of being present with his wife, his children, and his life. Things like worry and fear.
I connect with him, not just to his side, but our frail and weak minds understand each other. We know there is more to this life than anxious thoughts.
We know there's not an off switch, but instead we find an on switch.
Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life? —Matthew 6:26-27
This is the day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it. —Psalm 118:24
And because we forget so easily, we will need to be reminded again tomorrow.