Although I HATE to admit it, I am an anxious person. Not in a have to take Xanax four times a day way, but a little different. My anxiety stems from the need to control EVERYTHING and EVERYBODY. Yet, I have a house full of littles. Anyone see where this could be a problem?
I spend many mornings yelling, “NO ONE IS LISTENING TO ME!” Brett tells me that when I’m so loud, no one can really hear me.
It’s a gentle reminder to stop, get centered, and find some sense of calm. I think of Mary, and try to emulate her gentle spirit, but it’s just not me. I’m loud and boisterous, most of the time.
When I was reading Calm My Anxious Heart: A Woman’s Guide to Finding Contentment, I was struck by this passage:
1 Timothy 6:15
I’m going to TRY to start working on this. It’s certainly a challenge to change my way of thinking, but I found this from Saint Paul.
Keep your fingers crossed that this works for me!
For those of use with domestic responsibilities, how about a little inspiration? St Zita is a real life Italian Cinderella. Sent to work at a young age for a wealthy family, her hard work ethic and cheerful attitude earned her the disdain of fellow employees. She’s a marvelous reminder that work is beautiful when done with Christian love.
Blessed Palm Sunday to everyone, and don’t forget to stop by and wish the Holy Father a Happy Birthday!