The Worry Jar

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Night after night, I hear his voice telling me to rest and go to sleep. Guilt and fear swirling… “I should go to bed but I’m so stressed…

I linger there pen in hand and journal on lap.

I just need to… I reason…

Just a few more minutes…

My mind wanders and I scroll on my phone…

Another 30 minutes passes.

Disappointment.

Frustrated with myself.

Tired.

Worn.

I settled in my heart that it would be the last night.

I say a prayer and ask the Lord for rest… afterall, rest isn’t truly found in the bed or the amount of hours but the Giver of Rest.

I awake the next morning with thoughts afresh… A WORRY JAR!

That’s it: I will grab a jar from the cupboard, write my worries on pieces of paper, offer a prayer… confession and thank him for he will take care of my every need.

Confession: I had put many slips of papers into my jar and it was only half of the day. The jar was almost full.

Time to empty the cup and re-do the worry jar!

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By MamaDea

Life can be full of hope and abundance; I am certain we can find it because the life we want and desire: Jesus came to give us life and we can have it abundantly! A little about me: I am a wife, first. Next, I am a mama to five children; my husband and I have four daughters and son! I love to connect and talk about things of God and look for beauty in life.

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