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Two Rugs

I am musing about....

TWO RUGS


Do we sometimes "bury our feelings under a rug"?

It is easy to do. It is often a coping mechanism, a way to deal with life's challenges.

To not address and deal with an issue can be unhealthy.

But then again, there just may be a healthy way to do it.

It all depends on which rug you are burying your challenges under.

Is it the rug of Denial? That place where you want to stuff your emotions, to pretend that they do not exist, or at least that they do not matter?

Or is it the rug of God's Sovereignty and goodness? May we first acknowledge our struggle, name it for what it is, explore the ramifications, the way it is affecting our heart and our life. May we pray that the Lord will help us as we process.

But once we realize that it is something that is out of our control, even though it is something that may cause us sadness or distress, what a comfort it is to hand it over to Jesus. To place it, through prayer, under the Rug of His Will. To trust that He has it and that He will provide and see us through. To know that He is our Redeemer and Provider God.

To simply rest in Him. We can then go on with a heart of peace and comfort.... 

Recognizing that we may need to pick up the broom time and time again through our frequent prayers, as we sweep it, if you will.....

under the rug. The Rug of His Divine Sovereignty and Will.

After all....when it comes to our life with all of it's challenges and joys, our God has us covered!

Cast all your care on Him, for He cares for you.  1 Peter 5:7


                                                    




                                            




 

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