Stress

Stress is a fact of life: new beginnings, vanished resources, and unexpected endings. Despair debilitates; destroys one’s delight without warning, woeful worries gripping. Ask…shall I mope around mulling over my ills or shall I let God’s light within me shine? Pondering problems produces a peculiar predicament; the pendulum dangles dangerously. Worrying makes a brain wrench and reel until merriment withers and hope shrinks. Reality becomes woeful; revelation remote, dreams remember not precious pearls. Chasing one’s sorrows rejects today’s cheerfulness and drags the soul into the mire. Mismanaged stress sulks in sorrow; muses on misfortune; invites malady. Oh pearl of wisdom, choose thy thinking; invite God’s loving light to brighten. Deliberately disconnect despairing deliberations from today’s diary; develop dreams. One ounce of faith obligates God to obliterate darkness of self-odium and illuminate life. Deliberately manage the direction of thy musing; delight thyself in thy choosing. Joy thrives in God’s light when stress strikes the soul to suffocate. So, let not your heart be hollow. Hallow the Lord, thy God with wisdom’s choice. Be lifted up out of dark despair by purposefully holding happy thoughts… Joyful thinking, stress or laughter...the choice is yours. So, choose wisely? © May 8, 2011 Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen