Some days, when I feel like I'm going under and I'm wondering if I'm going to sink to the bottom or come back up for another try I grab hold of a thought or a phrase and hang on like it's a lifeline.
Last Monday was one of those days. It started the night before when I looked around and felt like everything around me was out of order. Mentally I felt stretched and scattered. And my physical surroundings mirrored that mind set. I had no idea how I was going to get through the next day, much less the week.
And then one thought came mind - God is a God of order. I wasn't sure how that helped me at first. There were still too many things to think about, remember, and do. And yet it stayed with me - God is a God of order. I began to understand. I don't have to make everything work - I am a child of God and God will bring the order that needs to be if I will let Him. So I slowly began to let go, to relax in the knowledge of Who is really in control. And things began to sort themselves out and become more orderly. I was able to let someone else take over one responsibility so I could get some much needed rest. I let go of one activity for the week that I had put on my calender but wasn't really important. By taking one day, one hour, sometimes one minute at a time and refusing to worry about what I was not in control of I suddenly looked around and realized that order was indeed restored. Things were not perfect but there was order to chaos that had been lacking before.
God is a God of order but even more than that, God is a God of love. And this week He showed that love to me by bringing order out of chaos.