Stress and Donald Trump
The theme song on the Donald Trump show The Apprentice is “The Love of Money”; when we hear the first words of that song, what do we hear first…”money, money, money, money”. Back in 1973 the O’Jays sang this song and 38 years later it seems as though life is still based around money. And for women in this day and time in 2011, it’s not a fun subject to talk about. It stresses us out, brings tears to our eyes and, dare I say, can make us gain weight! For the next week, I want to talk to you about stress and money. Why does it seem to stress us out more than our husbands? Why do we tend to look for the answer to the problem first instead of looking to the Problem Solver?
I was talking to a few friends this week and we were talking about how we are just tired. Tired of the worry, tired of the unknown, tired of fighting this battle with finances. For me, I see the “sin” of trying to “keep up with the Joneses” is an effect of where we are today. I am at the point of where my flesh has been broken and stripped to nothing and all that is there is my spirit. But now my spirit is arguing with God. Why? Because I’m done. How many of you can say the same thing?
I’m done fighting this battle. I’m done wondering when this will ever end. God and I have been havin’ some conversations (southern draw added). Then He gently calms me down and reminds me in Proverbs 19:2:
“It is not good to have zeal without knowledge, nor to be hasty and miss the way.” (NIV)
“A person without knowledge is no good. A person in a hurry makes mistakes.” (GW)
I don’t want to rush, I want to be stretched. I want to go as far as God wants to take me. Why? One word…Trust. Because I know that in a little while I will enjoy great peace (Psalm 37:10-11).
See when we stress and worry, it’s like telling God we don’t trust Him. And yes, I know that at times it’s easier said than done. But know that He’s there. That He sees every tear and knows every struggle we are facing. But joy is coming.
Those who sow in tears will reap with songs of joy. He who goes out weeping carrying seed to sow, will return with songs of joy, carrying sheaves with him. Psalm 126:5-6
I love what Smith Wigglesworth says “There is no dry place in God, but all good things come out of hard times. The harder the place you are in, the more blessing can come out of it as you yield to His plan.”
My prayer is that through this time together as we discuss finances that you would begin to experience joy again. That breakthrough would come as God inspires to write these words. That these words would bring healing and comfort to you. That we will share testimony after testimony of God’s incredible faithfulness as we hold onto His Word.
Talk to you soon.
{Job Update – I was looking outside the glass door where I work Monday. It’s just me and another gal there. And as I went downstairs and paused and looked out the window, I began to cry. I was crying because I missed God. I miss spending time with Him. When I was home, I could be in His Word for hours. Folding laundry and just having a conversation with Him. I realized how much I missed it. It was like that door was locked shut and I could see outside into that blue sky yet I was not able to go anywhere with Him. It’s as though I want an “old friend” back. Don’t get me wrong I know He’s there, but I sure do miss Him}
