More than 500,000 twinkling red, blue, yellow, and green lights. Sparkling flowers, trees, and shrubs. Decked-out treehouses. Fountains spouting in time to Christmas music. Thousands of smiling, laughing, crying, strolling, oohing-and-ahhing visitors, including my own Hubby and 7 little people. And I focused on a spider who had made its home among the Christmas lights. Actually, this was the second bug that recently caught my attention. Just last week, I lost sleep for three nights over what I thought was a spider behind my bed. It wasn’t until my daddy “killed it” and discovered it was an artificial leaf that I slept nightmare-free. Worry is like those spiders. It makes me ignore what’s real and train my energies on what’s imagined—and distracting, unnecessary, fruitless, unhealthy, and unproductive. Worry comes comes to nothing. God didn’t want me losing sleep, not over the spider at the botanical gardens, the “bug” behind the bed, or the two-legged monsters prowling about the world today. If He did He wouldn’t have reassured me, “Peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.” John 14:27
Lights, Please!
