For God is not the author of confusion but of peace, as in all the churches of the saints. (1 Corinthians 14:33)We planned to leave our house yesterday morning for a vacation. With Christmas and other events, I’d not had time to make coherent lists of what I planned to take. I had a few scribbled notes of things as they came to mind, but fourteen pieces of paper is not my usual method of being organized. When the time came to shut down all activity and get those suitcases filled, I found myself wandering around the house muttering.
After a few hours of this, I was beginning to feel confused, almost lost. I thought about staying home, or taking nothing and just leaving, neither going over very well with my patient husband. Finally I remember that God wasn’t in this. He is not the author of confusion.
Since God was not doing this that left me (whose mind is not normally befuddled) or my spiritual enemy. I know that Satan loves to stir the pot and create all sorts of negative thoughts, everything from anger to suicide. With both his attacks and my fears of “am I getting senile” in mind, I took a few minutes to speak to the Lord. I said that since He had already told me this confusion was not from Him, whatever caused it needed His touch. Could You please give me peace instead?
Of course He did. As a result, I quickly made all necessary decisions and finished packing. We left yesterday morning, just as we planned.
Tomorrow I will be reading a new verse, and who knows what tests will come from that one. For now, I’m content to be blessed with a clear head and peace — both in my head and in my heart.