Ever had one of those particularly chaotic days when it seems like everything that can go wrong, will? Water on the floor, no milk for your cereal, a nasty computer virus, and a maddening drip SOMEWHERE in your house. Before you know it, you have no computer, several holes in your walls, and a broken pipe that’s been gushing water into your basement – for weeks or months without your knowledge. And there’s still no milk for your cereal.
When my littles were newborns, I was so dizzy with emotion and hormones that I literally couldn’t see through the haze of sleeplessness, neediness, loneliness, and confusion. My days were unordered and frightening. It’s a wonder I didn’t burn my house down or forget to feed someone. (Actually, I think there were several evenings I forgot to make dinner and once or twice I forgot to feed the dog. Thank goodness for my forgiving husband and Chick-fil-a. And a truly great dog.)
Today’s confession soothes my frazzled nerves. “For God is not a God of disorder but of peace” 1 Corinthians 14:33. Knowing that my God works with reason, order, and peace helps me to slow down and turn control over to Him. I don’t have to know everything or do everything. I just have to trust Him and let His peace order my day.
The God of peace orders my day.
Because, truthfully, if He can the universe from a formless and empty space, He can surely organize my day.
Is chaos the norm for you, or have you managed that delicate balance between busy-ness and peace?