I could be upset about the candidates we have for our upcoming Presidential election. (It’ll be my first time voting!)
I could be upset that cops keep getting shot, and everyone seems to blame the cops for that fact.
I could be upset because people are racist.
People are dumb.
I could get upset that people keep changing “Black Lives Matter” to “All Lives Matter” but seem to forget that ‘all lives’ include unborn babies also.
I could be upset because people are sexist.
Or because people will underestimate homeschoolers.
Or young people.
I could get upset because no one really seems to care about anyone else unless their skin is different, or their ethnicity.
I could get upset because while terrorists attack other countries, instead of caring, people are to self absorbed to even notice.
There are so many things that bother me, or that could bother, or that I struggle with not letting bother me. (When there is nothing I can do it just seems better to not get too bothered about it.)
Sometimes I don’t say anything. Sometimes I don’t react.
Sometimes I have so many things I want to say, I know if I tried none of it would make sense, so I grumble and hope the next person is smarter, nicer, kinder.
I try to pretend that an election isn’t coming, because, unfortunately, one of the candidates is going to win. It is one of those situations where I can’t control it so I try to ignore it, but every now and then I think, “But November is coming, and God hasn’t performed a miracle… we’re going to be in so much trouble–”
But you know what?
I don’t belong here. Thank God for that!
I don’t belong here and I’m not supposed to belong here.
I am one of God’s children, and while things here do concern me, this all is just temporary.
I could be upset, but I also could remember that ultimately God is in control.
He was in control in the past, He is in control now, and He will be in control later.
I could be upset…
or I could work on trusting God.
(I’m not saying getting upset is bad– righteous anger is very acceptable! These were just some of my thoughts, though.)