Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Philippians 4:19

My God will meet all of your needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus.

My- mine, ownership, and if I am to claim Him, I must treat Him as I treat the other things that I proudly claim- I stay in contact with them, I keep them healthy, I maintain them, I take care of them, I must have a relationship with my Father, I must take care of my Father and my Father's things

Will- it is going to happen

All- all of them, the small, the big

Your- not just my own needs, but the needs of others as well, the needs of all, Christian, Gentile, Atheist

Needs- the things I need in order to survive, in order to live

His- He judges, He decides

Riches- wealth, which involves more than just finances


I know G-d will provide my needs, I'm sure of this. I believe my problem is that I don't like WHEN G-d decides to provide for my needs, lol. I also know that sometimes I just don't go to Him with my needs or requests for things I feel I need. There are have been a few times in my life where I've felt so overwhelmed and just wanted to collapse and cry out for help and just cry, but I would tell myself, "Lisa, you don't have time for this, you have to be at your 2nd job in fifteen minutes" or "You're not a cryer". It's true that I'm not a cryer, but crying once or twice doesn't make me a sap or a weakling, which yes, I am afraid of being seen as. Also, by the fact that I have to convince myself that I'm not a cryer, means that maybe I am and at that time I'm making myself curtail an emotion that apparently really needed (needs) to be express.

When I feel these sudden moments of a rushing needs to wail like a three year lost in the mall, I pray I do. I pray I allow myself to just cry, just stop whatever I'm doing and cry- whether I'm in the car and I need to pull or or whether I'm already running late somewhere. I pray that I begin to put my spiritual and mental life before my physical life AND the physical needs of others and instead take the time to express to my Father, my utter despair.

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