Decisions, Decisions, Decisions!

You caught me! I am pacing around the house, snacking even though I’m not hungry (thank goodness I only have healthy snacks in the house these days), wringing my hands, unable to concentrate, flitting from one activity to another, working, surfing the net, blogging, watching TV, listening to music, and then back to pacing! I think at one point I was doing all these things at one time! That’s been my Friday: unfocused, and at times, unproductive. There! I’ve confessed! Now what shall I do? At the moment, I am listening to Tramaine Hawkins sing that very question:

What shall I do? What step should I take?
What move should I make? Oh Lord, what shall I do?

Making major decisions is difficult for me. I like to think things through, examine all the angles, benefits, pitfalls, etc. But when I finally make a decision after a long period of contemplation, I am ready to move- post haste! Wednesday I made a decision (after months of being on the fence) only to learn that my decision is now dependent upon someone else’s response to my decision. It’s really out of my hands. Yet I feel the need to DO something! I am finding that waiting for an answer from a third party about a matter that will impact my future is a teensy, weensy a bit anxiety provoking. So here I sit, listening to Tramaine Hawkins as she starts to sing the next verse:

I’m going to wait for an answer from You.
I have nothing to lose. Oh Lord, I’m going to wait.

Wow, why didn’t I think of that! Sometimes the only thing to do is wait. But wait not on some anonymous third party wait on God. Of course, I am speaking tongue in cheek here, because I know that faith works. It’s just that sometimes even the most faithful of us need to be reminded that we are no worse for the wear when we let go of anxiety and fear and wait patiently for God. God’s got our back and whatever happens will be work out for our good. When we look back over our lives and remember how our questions have been answered time and time again, and recall the solutions that seem to have come from nowhere we can join Tramaine in singing the third verse:

I know You’ll come through with a blessing for me.
Please Lord set my soul free. Oh Lord, I know you’ll come through

So tonight as go to bed, after a day in which my faith walk started out a little shaky, I rest with the assurance that feeding faith works. At some point during the day the Gospel music proved to be the “good news” food I needed to feed my faith. The anxiety is gone. I accept whatever happens. I will follow the path God puts before me.

What shall I do? What step should I take?
What move should I make? Oh, Lord what shall I do?

I’m going to feed my faith and starve my fears!