Do not fret–it only leads to evil.*
So says the Psalm. I wonder, did the psalmist ever birth a child?
I have seen mothers bury daughters-their own flesh in the ground.
I have seen mothers visit sons in cells-traverse the road from silver spoon to tin cup with nary a frown?
How in the world does one not fret in a fraught and fragile world?
Do not fret–it only leads to fear…Do LOVE –it always leads to Good.
Do not fret–it only immobilizes…Do LOVE–it always emboldens.
Do not fret–it only sucks life…Do LOVE–it always breathes anew.
Do not fret–it only builds walls…Do LOVE–it always builds bridges.
Do not fret, and yet, at times I do. So I won’t fret about fretting, and instead invite LOVE into my begetting.
This is good to read as I start another day. Thanks, Mary!
Wow…..did I need to hear this today! I spent my entire drive to work this morning (plus most of the wee hours last night) in a “fret frenzy”. (none of which has done me one bit of good, by the way)
Think I will take a breath and start the day anew. Thank you, my friend.
Agreed, a wonderful start to the day. Thank you! pam
I am with you all-this breathing in love and breathing out fear thing could transform us…hmmmmm and maybe those around us….and then…who knows where it might lead? thank you!
Totally worked today. I was fretting about something this morning and stopped. I asked for help even and I got it with much generosity. Wow.
Thanks for the great timing. Just read an email that really made me fret. Now I’m breath-praying…breathing in Love and breathing out fear!