What does a furloughed federal employee do on the first day of a government shutdown? Well, he writes a blog post, of course.
My wife was talking to a friend awhile back. It was a friend she sees somewhat infrequently, and the friend said, “Cheryl, as I recall, you tend to run a little anxious.”
She got that right. Cheryl and I both run a little anxious.
It reminded me of an old friend I talked to awhile back. He told me that he felt his anxiety actually helped him do his job. Because he tended to get anxious and stressed, he could anticipate problems before they came up. His anxiety was good for business, but bad for him.
I have this theory now, based on my 4+ decades as a worrier. My theory is … that each one of us carries a worry ball. Strangely enough, I picture mine as a glowing yellow bowling ball that becomes bigger or smaller—depending on my life circumstances.
And, with this ball in my hands, I can pray and read the Bible and seek out a little bit of counseling. These things help, making the ball feel smaller—even marble-sized at times—but the dang thing rarely goes away. Only, every once in a while, do I set the ball down … like on a day when I’m sitting on the beach with my toes in the warm sand and waiting for someone to bring me a sandwich. For a few minutes the ball disappears, and I wish I could stay right there forever.
So about this government shutdown? Well, as usual, I’m worried. But the ball feels manageable. Like a 14-pounder with comfortable finger and thumb holes. I think I can carry it for a little while longer.
Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. Proverbs 3:5