What Kind of Party Are You Having?

Good Morning Girls!  Off and on the last few days I find myself getting worked up about the different changes taking place in my life.  I have to keep telling myself that God has it all worked out, and everything will be just fine.  This has, for the most part, been working.  Last night however, the heat got turned up a notch and I found myself very irritated.  I was about to resort to my old ways by throwing a party.  The problem was, it was the wrong kind of party.  It was a pity party.  The thing with pity parties is the only one who ever shows up is the devil, and he brings crappy snacks!  He brings things like "looks like things haven't changed much" appetizers, and sloppy "you've done all the right things, yet look what happened" salads.  And let's not forget his favorite "where's your God now?" dessert!  I've had these parties before and let me tell you, the hangover makes tequila look like kool-aid.  When the devil shows up at a pity party he just keeps poking and pushing and inching his way into your head.  He fills you up with lies, and for me, it usually led to me taking it out on Tom.  Last night I had a slew of words building for Tom when I realized the road I was heading down.  Praise the Lord I've learned a thing or two  (usually the hard way) over the years.  Instead of marching into the bedroom and venting, I (still marched kind of irritably) into the bedroom with my bible in hand.  I settled in bed and turned to the Psalms.  They are my own little "happy place".   I read over and over again about God faithfulness and love.  I was reminded that God takes care of those who love him and love his Word.  I was told how those who obey his direction are protected.  I saw again and again that God has delivered his people from much bigger problems that what I have.  By the time I was done, I was able to put my bible down and fall fast asleep.  No tossing. No turning.  No regret for things I should not have said.  God is good!

Psalm 118:5 In my distress I prayed to the Lord, and the Lord answered me and set me free.

Love you all-
Jen   
 

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