Here’s a simple equation: My life – God = Mess.
My life is a mess. Everything about it. I look around and I don’t really find one neat and orderly thing. There is not one thing that is going along “ideally.” My house is a mess, the garden is a mess, my schedule is a mess, my relationships with friends are a mess, my relationship with my oldest son is still, technically, a mess, my marriage is a mess. Everything is just one, not even beautiful, mess.
And if I sit here and look at it that way, it becomes an overwhelming mess. A mess I am powerless to clean up. It becomes the source of my depression and my anxiety. There’s just so much to do that who can even know where to start? I become Peter, sinking in the waves.
When I take my eyes off Christ, my mess will be my undoing. But when I remember that it is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me, then my mess becomes manageable, doable, conquerable, through Christ who gives me strength and peace.