Is there a twelve step program? and other thoughts

No, the blog did not consume my every waking thought, but...here I am, less than 9 hours since I created this thing, adding my 3rd post...makes me giggle. ("Hi, I'm Laura, I've been blogging for less than a day, and I'm already on my third posting" "Hi, Laura").

I was looking at all of the profile information I can add...I don't have a nice photo of myself (IMHO) that I would want to put up, but while I was perusing our photo files, I came across this picture that Don took when we were at Disney World in last September.
I'm not sure if you can make it out, but it says "Trust God". There was a skywriter who took advantage of the captive audience at Disney World to put a gentle reminder in the sky of what we should be doing every minute of the day. I thought it was very special. What if there was that one person who had so much on her mind that day, (yes, even at Disney World), so much that she felt that she needed to deal with and control, and she happened to look up at the sky and see this lovely message from her Father...can you imagine how special she felt?

A good friend has a paper posted on her cubicle at work that says something like (forgive me if I'm butchering it but...the intent still remains)..."Good morning, this is God, I'll take care of all of your troubles today. I've got it under control. Don't need your help. Thanks, bye." Or something like that. The point is...If we truly commit our lives to Him, there's nothing that we can do that He can't undo, or vice versa. Worrying about something that may or may not happen does not affect its outcome in any way, shape, or form. So, while it's difficult, we have to let it go.

Back in the day when I was a professional worrier, I had a friend tell me that "Worrying is an insult to the Lord." I wasn't as far on my spiritual journey as I am now, and while the statement did give me pause for thought, it bothered me more than anything. "Well, ssooorrryyyy that I'm insulting the Lord, but gosh darn it, the things that I worry about are important!" Now...while I'd like to say that I never worry, I can honestly say that I don't worry like I used to. It's liberating to be free from that--to be free from the negative energy that worry generates. What is funny is that I can give Him the big things--"will my children grow up to be healthy, happy contributing adults? Will they walk with our Lord? What if something were to happen to me or Don?" I can't always seem to give Him the little things: "why did I say or do what I did--did I offend her? Is she mad at me? What will they think of me? Will I be able to handle being Head Angel on our upcoming Walk to Emmaus? What do they think of what I am producing at work--do they like the screens I've come up with for our project (I design screens for one of our products on my work's website. I've been doing it for 18 months now, and while I'm feeling more confident each day, there are those days where I can see myself standing at the chasm of insecurity)." In the grand scheme of things, these things don't matter...why are they with me?

Hmm...maybe that's where the twelve step program should come into play..."Hi, I'm Laura, it's been 5 minutes since my last worry." "Hi, Laura". (Laura thinks "what do they mean by that? Do they not like me? Are they mad at me?") (I am totally kidding about that last part. Honestly.).

My two cats (Todd, the big one who has heartworms (*sniff*) and Honda, the little orange cat (aka "my little girl") who crawled into our car's engine compartment, hence the name) are at my feet, telling me it's time to let them out. It's a beautiful day, full of sunshine and soccer games for my younger son. Knowing me, I'll be back here soon enough!

Blessings and His peace.