Let Tomorrow Take Care of Itself...or something like that

Sundays are some of my favorite days. Sundays include sleeping a little later, lazy afternoons, lunch sitting on patios while enjoying the fall breeze, updating this here blog, catching up on TV that I missed through the week, spending time with DH, and last but not least, going to church.

This morning I watched service from my bed - this is technology, people. Unfortunately for me, technology petered out on my this morning and I missed the last part of service. But what I saw of service was Amazing. Amazing. It might not have been if that had been you watching it. For me, it was just what I needed.

I've been mulling over last week's sermon on holding loosely to money and being generous with what He has given us. I've always been a giver but not always in ways I should be. I like to shower the people I love with things, sometimes big and sometimes small. Since I moved here a couple years ago I haven't been able to do that as much. Finishing grad school was one of the biggest accomplishments of my short life, but it came with a large financial price. It's not insurmountable, but it's daunting for sure.

I was humbled enough in my journey to take advantage of Crown Financial classes at 121 Community Church this past spring. It's good stuff, people. To someone who doesn't come from my spiritual background, my debt may look like one more part of life or it may look like the worst position to ever be in. But I know it for what it is. It could cripple me except that I know there is freedom from this if I do what is asked of me.

Despite all of this, God has blessed me in ways, yes financial ways, that allow me to give to others where it is needed. That would be a huge difference between what I used to do with money and what I didn't do with money. So what's the big deal? Hoarding is just as bad as being in debt or giving recklessly. He has blessed me and I don't necessary want to give it away.

Yep, I'm resisting. I had found my security in my money in the bank. I know better - it's not my money, it's His. And when I let money take the place of God as my source of security the only thing that happens is that worry and anxiety take over. Which brings us back to today's sermon about anxiety and worry. These can be related to anything but for me when I let the money run the show anxiety starts it's song and dance. It's a seductive dirty dance.

Luckily I'm getting better at turning away and focusing on what He's asked me to do.