The school years is wrapping up, and the sweet summer is stretching out before me. I am so busy these days with being a substitute teacher that I can barely get my thoughts straight. I need to do so many things at home, chores, jobs, MOWING, and 1,000 other things—but all must wait until I have a bit of time.
Today I have my monthly physical therapy appointment, for my back. I leave in 20 minutes. I have been going to see this therapist for 20 years now, and she is amazing. She keeps me moving, helps me manage my chronic pain from my two spine injuries. I am so thankful for her!
I just have this pressing thought on my mind, and have 20 minutes, and wanted to write it down here: WORLDVIEW MATTERS!
As we see the events of the world scene unfold and we pick sides on political issues I am discouraged. Then I remember that my worldview dictates my own ideas and stances, and, of course this is a universal truth.
We are unmoved.
It is only by spiritual power that a heart can influence a mind in a way that pleases the Creator.
I pray for spiritual eyes to be opened, mine especially.
God has moved my hard heart many, many times.
I am not who I was.
Yet my heart still belongs to Christ, and I exist to worship and serve Him alone. I am always fascinated by prayer—-what it is, even. I pray. I pray in my stilted human ability, and I trust God in my worm-like understanding.
The Apostle Paul felt like that, too, I think.
We can only follow the teachings of Scripture, the patterns it prescribes for us, the truth that it imparts, especially to our heart.
Then eyes are opened, understanding follows, and we are gifted a worldview.
Love one another.
I am trying my best to practice that command. I am trying to live my worldview and be loving.
My prayers are my expression of love.
You are in my prayers.
MARANATHA!