God tells us to burden him with whatever burdens us. ~Author Unknown
|Chicken Soup for the Chocolate Lover's Soul|
Today, chocolate covered cherries, Valo-milk candy bars or dark chocolate Mounds can put a smile on my face even if supper burns, the neighbor's cat gets in my van or I arrive home from the grocery store and forgot the laundry soap I needed. Yes, I am a diabetic and yes, in spite of it there are days that a handful of M & Ms can do what a handful of nerve pills can't.
But some days, I just can't handle the extra sugar grams or there isn't any chocolate in the house. It's then I turn to prayer. Doesn't there seem to be something wrong with that confession?
Sometimes I feel like I leave God in the "prayer closet." I have my prayer time, walk out, then shut the door until the next day. But moving forward, I want God to stay with me throughout my day. I want to be able to say, "Help me make this decision," or "Remember Emily; she should be taking her test right now." The joy of reaching out to touch Jesus' garment, looking inward and feeling His presence as I pray, bowing my head in respect as I present my request, and turning my eyes upward as my prayers reach the Throne of Grace are all impossible if I shut the door of the closet in God's face.
I have found that when I carry God's presence with me throughout the day it's easier to share my little frustrations with Him. The hurts of inconsiderate friends, the chronic pain, the deadlines and the requests of my friends -- I can "cast all these cares on Him, for He cares for me." What a beautiful promise. All I have to do is give the cares to God. He does the rest.
I think I'm going to have to find something else to blame my chocolate habit on. God's going to be taking care of the stress.
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They'll be hiding in church mailboxes tomorrow.