“5…5…0…7”
Wrong!
“5…4…0…7”
Wrong!
How could I forget my door code for my office? It had not been changed for over a year and I use it several times a day. Frustrated, I opened my smartphone and located my code. After successfully entering it, I slumped down into my office chair, dejected. It had been a frustrating few weeks, replete with emotional drama from family and work environments. I was hopeful the weekend would recharge me, instead, it only served to increase my anxiety over the decisions that needed to be made. Forgetting my door code was the final straw.
I was discombobulated.
Even the word sounded like my forlorn state of confusion and frustration. I was so preoccupied with my own issues and was drowning in self-pity. I got down on my hands and knees and prayed to God for forgiveness. I was only looking for creative solutions based upon my experiences. What I needed was to humble myself before my God and realize that the discombobulation was allowed to break my pride and stubbornness and force me to come to Him.
When the cares of my heart are many, your consolations cheer my soul.
Psalms 94:19 (ESV)
Discombobulated.
Everyone has experienced it but only God can provide the remedy and answer. I pray that my sinful nature and arrogance will not cause me to look inward and wallow in my self-pity but cause me to look upward and outward to the God of my salvation.
Amen!
Love and trust the Lord; seek His will in your life.
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