Everything in life is a choice. Do we worry or do we worship? Something I recently read in What happens when women say yes to God really hit home. When we worry we feel we have to come up with justifications and careful explanations for the naysayers. We listen to the voices of acceptance and rejection. We lay awake at night and ponder all of the lies that Satan throws at us. We have pity parties and do alot of self-talk. At least I know I do. Do you?
But we can choose to worship. I’ve noticed that my attitude takes on a whole different personality when I choose to worship. I choose to find the good among the bad. By doing this it reminds me that it’s not about me – it’s ALL about God. My focus is off of myself and turned back to God and his people. We all worship something. What or whom do you choose to worship today?
