The best offense is a good defense
Is that how that saying goes? You'd think the coach's wife would know, but I'm not sure if that is the right way to say it. I can tell you that it makes sense to me. When you go on the offensive to try and fix your life, connect with friends and live for God, you had better have an even stronger defensive plan, because Satan sure doesn't like you to be happy.
After many bummers this week, which didn't phase me too much, I was verging on a full blown panic attack this afternoon, not for anything that happened to me, but just my mind filling the unknown with something negative. Within two minutes, I had two random texts from different people asking how my day was going. All I had to say was "not good, pray" and I was covered. Now was that a coincidence? Um, no.
Two lessons here:
1. It ain't all roses and sunshine, this "being a Christian 24/7" thing.
2. God's gotcha covered on offense AND defense. Just let Him call the plays.
Oh, and one more thing ... when someone at work saw I was looking ill, she asked what was going on and I told her that it might sound crazy, but aligning my life with God's plan was making me a target of the enemy. That's called witnessing, folks. She says her sister is "one of those born again people". Hmmm, maybe I was answering a prayer for that sister while two of my friends were on their knees for me.
Offense? Defense? Heck, I'm usually watching the cheerleaders and remembering my own high school years. I don't always follow all the rules or know what the Coach is thinking for the next play, but I know which way the end zone is and I'm going for the extra point.
Paaahahaha. I'll leave the sports analogies to my husband from now on.
But you get it, right?
After many bummers this week, which didn't phase me too much, I was verging on a full blown panic attack this afternoon, not for anything that happened to me, but just my mind filling the unknown with something negative. Within two minutes, I had two random texts from different people asking how my day was going. All I had to say was "not good, pray" and I was covered. Now was that a coincidence? Um, no.
Two lessons here:
1. It ain't all roses and sunshine, this "being a Christian 24/7" thing.
2. God's gotcha covered on offense AND defense. Just let Him call the plays.
Oh, and one more thing ... when someone at work saw I was looking ill, she asked what was going on and I told her that it might sound crazy, but aligning my life with God's plan was making me a target of the enemy. That's called witnessing, folks. She says her sister is "one of those born again people". Hmmm, maybe I was answering a prayer for that sister while two of my friends were on their knees for me.
Offense? Defense? Heck, I'm usually watching the cheerleaders and remembering my own high school years. I don't always follow all the rules or know what the Coach is thinking for the next play, but I know which way the end zone is and I'm going for the extra point.
Paaahahaha. I'll leave the sports analogies to my husband from now on.
But you get it, right?
posted by Tonya at
7:58 PM
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You know, when I was converting to Catholicism, I found the most comfort in the part of Mass when the priest speaks in the middle of the Lord's Prayer (Pater Noster). One of the things he says is "... protect us from all anxiety..." I used to focus on that during Mass each week, listening for those words. They brought comfort every time, and still do. There are other parts of Mass that comfort me just as much now, but I am no longer the worrywart I used to be, because I hear and pray every week the prayer that God will protect me from all anxiety. And He does.
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